#cause he's like 'well its been years. im tired & im dying. fuck it we ball'

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

In your lights out!au when Eddie wakes up, how did Frank feel? Was he happy? Relieved? Were they a thing before everyone went to sleep, or did they realize they had feelings for each other afterwards?

I hope this hasn't been asked before! I'm just really curious

i'm thinking that before everything went dark, they were getting there. nothing was said aloud, but they were both having Mutual Feelings and Charged Moments that neither could ignore

just because i think it'd interesting if when Eddie wakes up, it's like no time at all passed. he walked Frank home just last "night". but it's been years for Frank - they have to reestablish where they had been with the added facets how time has worn on Frank. among other things

#and they only get like 5-6 months to figure their shit out! #thankfully for the both of them frank is less inclined to keep up pretenses. he becomes a bit of a go-getter #cause he's like 'well its been years. im tired & im dying. fuck it we ball' #its that class The Apocalypse Speeds Up Relationship Development thing #not drastically! it still takes them a good couple of months #this is actually why i had eddie wake up before julie #i wanted him and frank to have Some time together #5-6 months isnt half bad i think. sorta #rambles from the bog #wh lights out au #to make a long story short #feelings were realized but not shared pre-dark #and post-dark they're shared and somewhat established #how established can you be in their situation! #as for how frank felt... A Confusing Tangle Of Emotions #too complicated to write out here really

[spitandfroth]

Another Change

Morning,

Struggling to stay asleep while my partner is here. His snoring wakes me up all the time :( He can’t help it so i cant blame him and i feel guilty for constantly shoving him as he needs the rest more than me. 

Now what’s been going on? 

PIP & Money Worries

My pip reconsideration is ready to send in. It is comprehensive put it that way. I just hope i get my pip back as i am struggling on the money i am on. I can’t afford shopping even! I am relying on my family to buy me shopping and i keep having things break on me. I’ve had my mouse and keyboard break in the last 2 weeks plus i have run out of things like my clean & clear cleanser but i can’t justify the £3 for the bottle. It is utter shit not being able to even afford to replace my veg peeler! it’s £6 to replace it ffs but i am already overdrawn and my next payment is immediately used to pay bills with nothing left over. 

If for some reason you want to help me pay bills and buy some basics to make my life better then please paypal me at [email protected] i am grateful for anything you can afford. I feel so sad that i am having to beg but i literally don’t know where to turn to apart from online. Thank you in advance and i am honestly extremely grateful. 

Doctors Verdict

I had a good conversation with my doctor this week. I am now taking 500mg of Naproxen twice a day and my escitalopram has been increased to 20mg. I have also now been referred to rheumatology. 

We discussed some future changes too. She wants me to come off either tramadol or co codamol as the combination isn't the best and she thinks there is other things we can try. She wants me to come off propranolol, i am happy to try and come off that tbh and she wants to change the spironolactone for something else as its not used for facial hair any more and i need something better suited.

It seems she is on the ball and wanting to fix me as best she can. I will embrace changes but i will always be sceptical around my mental health meds though. She was questioning my risperidone but i know for a fact im crazy when i don't take that!

It’s hopefully the start of getting medically sorted. I just need to keep on top of it and make sure i ring regularly to keep her in the loop to how i am doing. I will say since taking the 20mg of escitalopram i have been struggling to sleep. Maybe related.

I Can’t Get High :( 

In the last month i have taken mushrooms and acid with little to no effect. we took 7g of cubensis and literally nothing happened. i stop my meds 2 days before so that shouldn't really affect it, it never did in the past. Everything prepped correctly and we’ve tried a could of methods including lemon tek. Acid i took a half and i got a bit of closed eye visual but were gone within an hour. I then took a full tab and got some nice body rushes and closed eye visuals but after 2 hours i was just tired and went to bed.

 I just don’t seem to suit psychedelics.

Next to try is MDMA. This is something i've taken before in my youth and i have high hopes as i loved the feeling of coming up. I am hoping my sister buys a gram we can share. I can’t afford coke and that's literally what's left that's available round here. Drug dealers are utter pants round this way. 

Might be getting some DMT though off a girl i traded some CBD with so fingers crossed for that but im not sure she realises how expensive DMT is. So might end up with a couple of tabs again. I’ll bosh those together this time! 

Periods

So last month i started my period again. First time in 6 years! It lasted 3 weeks :( I really don’t want my period again though. I don’t want kids, i don’t want my ovaries and womb at all, i want a hysterectomy. However, this is something i have yet to bring up with the doctor. I know for a fact she’ll want me to have a smear and i need my partner to shave my fanny for that, can’t do it on my own...

Anyway, this last week i have become tired all the time, hungry constantly, sad and not just a little bit, i feel like crying over everything and anything. I ache, i am moody and spotty :( I don’t want to spend 2 weeks feeling fat and tired, then 2 weeks bleeding. Fuck that! Guess i’ll have to go on the implant or injection. My worst nightmare is getting pregnant. I know what the decision will be, there is no deciding needing to be done. I WILL be getting a abortion. My body cannot take a pregnancy and mentally i could not cope with a child. I am far too selfish and my partner is too old to start a new family. It just isn’t what i want in life. 

So need to have another discussion with the doctor! 

Mood

Generally i am coasting but i get pangs of paranoia that i am not good enough for my partner and that hes bored of me. Like why would anyone want me, i am broken. What do i offer to the man i love with all my heart? All i have is love on the table. I barely do anything else. He worships me and does everything he can for me and i feel like i am giving nothing back. It’s hard. 

I get feelings of deep sadness and i will just cry for no real reason. A picture of a cat an set me off ffs. From that i they think about sad things like my nan not being here or the fact Tyson will one day leave me for rainbow bridge. I just worry about things that are not happening in a long time or things that have happened and i cannot change. 

I worry incessantly about my partner or me dying. I got a telling off for ringing my partner after 2 hours of him not replying to texts as i was panicking he had a accident or something terrible had happened. He was just having a nap and i knew this but anxiety took over. It’s so hard to explain to someone that anxiety just takes over and i can’t help doing things as if i don’t i become distraught with worry. 

So yeah mood is up and down, more down than up though. I am hoping the increase in escitalopram will even me out and mean i perk up a bit. 

So there it is, a write up of life as it stands really. Not covered everything of course as well i cant do that cause some of it is secret in my head. 

Just trying to stay positive as best i can. 

Love you xxx 

#worry #worrying #i worry too much #paranoid #paranoia #death anxiety #anxiety #post traumatic stress disorder #stress #sad #periods #menstrual period #depression #depressed #mental health #pain management #mental disorder #mental illness #borderline personality disorder #being borderline #borderline personality traits #borderline thoughts #borderline blog #anxious #chronic pain #chronic illness #personality disorder #disability #disabled #department of work and pensions

[dbzebra]

☕️ OH YKNOW WHAT AT THAT NOTE? Talk about that dbs broly movie cuz yknow. That’s a hot topic of the ages that folk feel particularly really strongly about

ooooh ive been waiting for this one. We watched this together on discord so you know my general feelings but Im happy i got this ask lol.

putting this under read more cause it gets long 

The new movie that everyone seems to love and adore.... that I dont. It was a pretty middle of the ground, meh overrated af movie. Not bad, just nothing special. I enjoyed watching it sure, but not something I have an inkling to return to anytime soon if ever. It was just ‘there’ for me. 

First, I’ll say the good stuff. The visuals looked really pretty. Nobody was THAT out of character of the existing cast (save for the ending), which i feel weird to have to even mention it as a positive, but nothing really stood out to me as a defining moment for the little cast we had besides Goku’s “youre not a bad guy, i can tell” or w/e. SUPER SAIYAN 1 IS STILL GOAT. It looked soooo good in this movie i wish we couldve kept it the whole time instead of Blue. But i will say, Blue looked much better in this movie than the series. The darker-blue with the lighter blue eyes was a nice change from instead of the ugly bluish-green the series did. Also the aura looked better. Backgrounds like the ice area and even Planet Vegeta were amazing. Action was great too. little Bulla was cute. The OST i liked (the chanting really grew on me) and Blizzard is a banger i love that song. Oh and the aritisic license they took for the fusion scene with the reds and blues spiraling together was great

Anyway thats all the positives I have lmaoo

This film includes Minus and I already went in depth on why I hate Minus with a passion and why it’s the worst thing to come out of modern Dragon so yeah moving on. But the fact that they devoted screentime to Gokus backstory which ultimately served no purpose to the story of the film and couldve been used more valuably elsewhere. 

I said the action was good, and it was, but it almost too good. At times it was so fast to tell that was going on and really lessened the impact for me. Like when they went into the other dimension or whatever, Gogeta went blue and Broly went LSSJ (idc if the name is different name, itll always be legendary SSJ to me lmao) so ast it was a blink and you miss it moment. like what? those moments shouldve been given even a little bit of focus. 

Next the cast. Goku and Vegeta. AGAIN. snorefest. no Gohan, Piccolo is just there to show them the fusion, Goten and Trunks are still kids and look like babies (and Pilaf gang is with them which is another can of worms), no Android 17, who the series established as one of the top 4 fighters on Earth. 

Do we get any of that? Nope. Just the two Blue and Bluer fucking again and again I. dont. care. anymore. Their dynamic is so boring and played out id rather watch paint dry. It was fun in Buu Saga, hell it was even fun in GT, but DBS constantly forcing this dynamic and Vegeta as the second Main Character needs to fucking STOOOP. Toei and Toriyama has no idea how to further Vegeta’s character because theyre stuck in this infinite loop. 

Vegeta doesnt want to help Goku, he mentions Bulma and/or Trunks, Vegeta blushes, and then he decides to help. THAT HAPPENED LIKE SIX TIMES IN DBS ALONE. It happened in Buu saga as well, but it organically worked cause it was the first time but Bulma and Trunks were ALREADY DEAD/ABSORBED. The look on his face wasnt blushy or pouting for a gag, dude was legit shocked. I rag on Vegeta but he had some legit great moments in the early arcs and later parts of Buu Saga. Anyway im off track. They repeat that same exact character moment OVER AND OVER. cant tell you how many times we had “my Bulma, my bulla, my Trunks, my cabba” in the Tournament of Power alone, and this movie is no different.

DO SOMETHING ELSE FFS

Then we have Broly. ohhhhhh boooy Broly. if you can even call this version of him Broly. His backstory is kinda the same as original movie 8/Broly LSSJ, but its more tragic becuase according to most fans, if youre background is a sobstory, that equals better character. NO. sure it could, but that trope was so worn out so long ago I hate it. “waaa his life was bad, hes not a bad guy” bruh i dont care thats not Broly. just make an OC if you wanna do that. but nope. gotta use the marketing! (More on that later)

People like to criticize Z Broly as “he hates Goku cause he cried” or “all he says is Kakarot” which both are false. On the first point, Broly is a psychopath. He was stabbed as an infant and left to die along with Paragus cause he was too powerful. Then that same day Planet Vegeta explodes practically on top of them. The rest of his life hes basically either being controlled or on a rampage. So that one moment of peace is “ruined” by Goku in a sense cause he subconsciously associates that with Goku. On the second point, Broly was already mentally unstable and then nearly dying, getting caught in the explosion of a SECOND PLANET and then being frozen for seven years will fuck anyone up in the head. Z Broly in the original movie was sadistic af and he had a lot of memorable moments and lines that werent just screaming Kakarot, that Second Coming made him infamous for. 

New Broly is legit a man-baby. People talk about old Broly having no personality and this new version having a deep character, but I dont see it. He acts like a child when hes with Cheelai and Lemo and then once the fighting starts he doesnt say a single word but yell. SOUND FAMILIAR?? But he gets a pass because the canon police says so right??? fuck off. New Broly is boring. Im tired of trying to make the Saiyans into ThEyRe noT aLl BaD sEe The SaIyAns ArE AcTuAlLy GoOd!!!11111 ugh i hate it. keep Broly a psycho and keep Bardock a prick. even that guy that went with Buzz Lightyear I mean Paragus was a sweet guy who couldnt fight because of course he was. At least they kept Paragus being a prick when he killed him. Tho his death was lame. 

Cheelai’s overrated af. Shes just green bulma lmao. and the fact that they included the “big soft-spoken man gets mad and saves girl from drunk lowkey-rapey pervert” trope just had me roll my eyes like dude stop. Lemo was fine? Nothing against him but didnt do much for me either.

FUCK. FREEZA. i went over this one before too so ill be quick with this as well. I hate hate hate the fact that they brought him back not once but twice in DBS, but even worse that they left him alive to do whatever tf he wants including going back to mass murdering people and expanding his army again. Goku and Vegeta just LET HIM LIVE. Why tf did they go all out and attack Broly, but not Freeza? when one of them was fighting Broly th other easily could have taken out freeza but nope we need a token villain like Joker or Skeletor cause unoriginality. Even at the end, Gogeta does a full power blast to wipe Broly tf out, but when Freeza tries to kill Cheelai and Lemo (two innocent people, feelings on them aside) Gogeta basically just shakes his finger like nuh-uh! dont do that! and then he flies off. Just let this mfer die already im sick of seeing his ass. FUCK I HATE IT SO MUCH GFGFFGFGFGF

Lastly this movie is legitimately Dragon Ball Fanservice The Movie. 

Gogeta vs Broly, which the games have been doing since fucking 2003, is the main point of this film. Theres no originality whatsoever. Minus is discount Father of Goku special, and then its a mashup of Broly LSSJ and Fusion Reborn (both of which are superior movies imo). This creatively banrkupt shell of a franchise cant think of anything new, so they legit remake an old movie, through in fusions because that sells like hotcakes, and make the animation pretty because thats all that matters.

Imo, this movie, like 99% of Super, is all flash and flair but no substance at all. At least this movie looked nice. unlike the show. 

ok thats all i got lmao

#this got really long lol #longer than i intended #but thought of more stuff as i went #asks #cozymochi

[mentalmimosa]

long night in the castle of lions

Sometimes, the nights in the castle are long. Long and filled with a sort of infinite quiet, the sound of universe at rest that presses in from all sides. No noise from inside the ship can compete with it, that silence, not Lance’s snores or the singsong Hunk uses to talk himself into sleep: It’s ok. It’s all right. Everything is gonna be fine.

It isn’t. Keith’s pretty sure of that. Lions or legendary whatever notwithstanding, it feels like they’re pretty much screwed.

Galactic evil? Weapons that can blow away worlds? What kind of chance do they have against any of that?

Not good. Not fucking good.

He can hide those thoughts during the day, when they’re out and about saving the innocent and protecting what’s good, what seems right. But at night, when he has only the shadows and his own head for company, those thoughts drown him out, pull him knee deep into despair.

He doesn’t sleep much in the castle. He envies everybody who can: Pidge, who can curl into any corner and be asleep in ten ticks. Allura and Coran, who slept here for 10,000 years, for gods’ sake. And Shiro, their great and glorious leader, who strolls into the lounge for breakfast every morning looking like he’s just had a strong, solid eight.

“Good morning,” he’ll say to each of them, a smile and a pat on the shoulder for each. “How’d you sleep?”

Keith doesn’t bother to lie anymore, to put on an act of at ease and well-rested.

“Like shit, Shiro,” he’ll say, not bothering to raise his head from the purple stuff that passes for coffee. “Like absolute shit.”

The first time he’d said it, Shiro had startled, his hold on Keith’s shoulder going sudden and tight.

“Really?”

“Yeah. Didn’t get a wink.”

“Well,” Shiro had stumbled, “you, ah--did you try meditation?”

“Didn’t bother.” He’d looked up, looked back to see Shiro’s face drawn up and worried. “I never sleep a lot anyway. Even on Earth. I’m fine.”

Shiro hadn’t bought it then, didn’t buy it now, but Keith’s stuck to it, this little shade of untruth. No, he’s never taken refuge in sleep like some people but he’s never found it so elusive before, so willing to slip out of his grasp. After a while, he even finds himself missing his nightmares: the ones about crashing, the ones about falling, the ones about his mom’s voice. They feel like old friends, those dreams, that he’s no longer allowed to see.

And he’s tired. Dear gods, he’s exhausted. But even the softest Altean pillow and the pressure of darkness can’t kick him over to sleep, not the kind he needs, the kind that lets him sink into the bed and lasts for more than 20 minutes. That sort of sleep, it feels like, is long fucking gone.

*****

One night, or what passes for it in space, there’s a knock on his door.

That’s how he knows it isn’t Coran or Allura; they’d have gone straight for the chime. It’s not Hunk, either, because he favors shave and a haircut , and it’s not Lance because he’s a dick and would’ve pounded with both fists. And shouted. He’d definitely have shouted.

Pidge or Shiro, then.

And unless Pidge’s shot up a foot in the last few hours, the tapping is too tall for him. So.

“It’s alright, Shiro,” he calls, waving on the small bunkside lamp. “You can come in.”

The door slides open and Shiro steps in, frowning. “How’d you know it was me?”

“Lucky guess.”

“Right.”

It takes Keith a second to realize that Shiro looks weird. Well, not weird, but a lot less formal than usual; less like a Garrison Leader and more like a person. A person who’s wearing--

“Are those pajamas ?”

Shiro looks down at himself, looks back up at Keith, bemused. “To the best of my knowledge, yes. They’re not a matched set, but since it’s what I tend to sleep in, I think calling them pajamas is fair.”

“Oh. Sure.”

“I mean, if anyone’s attire is cause for comment, I think it’s yours. Aren’t those the clothes you wore today? And yesterday? And the day before that?”

“I put them through the ‘fresher every morning,” Keith says, defensive. “It’s not like I’m wandering around unwashed or something.”

“No, it’s”--Shiro holds his hands up, a little sign of surrender--“I wasn’t suggesting you were. Do you...is this what you wear every night?”

Keith bristles. “Yes. So?”

“So, maybe you’d have an easier time sleeping if you, you know, let yourself relax.”

“I am relaxed!”

Shiro’s mouth curves. “Yeah, obviously. Look at you. You’re the picture of rest and relaxation, Keith.”

Gods, what is it with this guy? “What are you doing here?”

“I’m worried about you.”

“Ugh.” Keith folds his arms across his chest, summons his best scowl. “You don’t need to be.”

“You haven’t slept in weeks. And that’s according to you. You don’t see a cause for concern?”

“I told you. I’m fine.”

Shiro steps towards the bunk, the lamp catching his face, the dark light of his eyes. “And I’m here as your friend to tell you you’re not. What happened with you and the Green Lion today?”

There’s a rush of heat in his face. “We--I lost track of it for a minute, that’s all.”

“And nearly crashed into its side. You could’ve been hurt. So could Pidge, along with both of your lions.”

“But I didn’t. Everything turned out fine. We got home in one piece, didn’t we?”

Shiro’s voice is terribly gentle. “Keith.”

“What?”

“That was just today. Last week, you almost went headfirst into that asteroid. And right before that, you--”

“Gods, shut up!” Keith says. There are tears in his eyes, tears, in front of freaking Shiro. It’s fucking horrific. “You don’t have to--I know I’ve screwed up, ok? I know each and every time I’ve made a mistake.”

“Keith--”

“I know I’m a fuck-up, alright? I know that, I know, you don’t have to come in here in the middle of the fucking night to remind me!”

“Hey,” Shiro says, a shot of steel in his voice, “no way. That’s not why I’m here.”

“Really? Really? Right. Sure, Shiro.”

“Damn it, don’t--!”

He shoves the tears from his cheeks and flies up, ready to punch Shiro if he has to, shove him out into the corridor, anything to make him go away. “Stop talking!” he barks. “Just shut up and get out of here!”

“No!” Shiro shouts, getting right in his face. “I’ve tried not talking to you about this, and you know what, that didn’t work! You’re still dead on your feet all the time, you still look sick, you still feel like you’re worthless and you think that you’re holding us back but you’re not, Keith! You’re not!”

Keith bares his teeth, balls his fists. “How the fuck do you know how I feel, huh?”

“How do I--?” Shiro looks furious. “What part of there are no secrets between paladins did you not understand?”

“What?”

“The mind-link,” Shiro says through gritted teeth. “When we’re Voltron. Do you not grok how it works?”

Keith snarls, tries to take a step back, but Shiro has him by the elbows like a vise. “You’ve been digging around in my head, then? That’s great. That’s real fucking leader-ly of you.”

“I’m not--I’m not digging around in your head! You’re broadcasting those feelings like they’re on a freaking repeater!”

“No, I’m not.”

“You are.” Shiro’s eyes are angry, his grip unrelenting. “Gods, don’t you see? The more tired you get, the louder your thoughts are. Your brain doesn’t have the energy to hold them back.”

There’s a sink of fear in Keith’s gut. He’s afraid it shows in his face; raises his voice just in case. “Well,” he spits, “that doesn’t mean you have to listen!”

“You’re impossible!” Shiro says through clentched teeth. “Honestly, gods, Keith, you’re the most--!”

There are a lot of things that rattle around in Keith’s head on those long nights in the Castle of Lions. Some nights, he can’t crawl out of sadness, can’t shake himself free of worry and doubt. Some nights, there’s fear: the shriek of Zarkon’s fighters; the screams of dying planets; the way the Red Lion trembles when he’s wounded.

But on some nights, when the silence is at its most still, Keith thinks about Shiro. Not the man who strides about with so much certainty, the man who never loses his cool, the man whose resolution, whose steadiness has held their shaky team together time and strange time again.

No, he thinks about the man he’d seen on the table on Earth, the man whose shackles he’d broken, the man who he’d half-carried, half-dragged into the open air, to the speeder, to safety. He remembers the weight of Shiro’s head on his shoulder and the stutter of his breath, the way he’d clung to Keith without reservation or shame, the soft grateful sounds he’d made against Keith’s neck as they staggered towards safety and away from chains and from fear:

Thank you, he’d murmured, his voice like a bruise. Whoever you are. Thank you.

And those thoughts slip sometimes into a dream, an imagined hour in his bed with Shiro bent over him, kissing him, petting at his skin until he cries out and making those same grateful sounds as he pushes into Keith’s body, fills him until there’s no room for thinking, no room for worry, no worry for something like doubt.

Keith, this dream-Shiro will murmur, his voice like a bruise. Thank you. Thank you.

On those longest of nights, the sweetest, he’ll take himself in hand and forget to muffle his cries. He’ll imagine the shape of Shiro’s mouth, the taste of its weight upon his, and stroke himself as Shiro would, slow and steady, each touch perfect and measured until it’s not, until they can’t be, until they’re fucking in earnest and all words are gone and there is, in the whole goddamn universe, only the two of them left, spend supernovas panting against each other’s hot skin.

And then, with the dream pulled about him, he’ll sleep, fall into a soft solid hour of respite but then awake feeling guilty, so fucking guilty, his flesh crawling in shame, and his eyes never close again after that.

Has he put that out into the mind-link? Those feelings, that momentary delusion. Does Shiro know about all of that, too?

“Fuck,” he says, frantic, twisting in Shiro’s arms, “do you ever shut up?”

“I don’t know. Do you ever listen?”

His heart is on fire, his whole body filled with panic. “Huh,” he spits, “maybe if you said something worth hearing.”

Shiro opens his mouth--to scold, to fuss, to shout, maybe all of the above--but in the same instant, their bodies collide, Keith’s thrashing crashing their hips together in a sweet sudden collision and oh, Keith thinks wild, disbelieving, oh gods, because Shiro is hard, stiff behind the soft turn of his sleep pants and he’s breathing startled into Keith’s face and not running away and this is a terrible idea, this isn’t even a thought, this is the best thing that Keith’s done all day:

He turns his face and jams his mouth against Shiro’s, less a kiss than a battering ram. It’s awkward and sideways and rushed and yet it makes Shiro moan, makes his hands fly up to cup Keith’s face and steady him, steady them, turn the awkward into something perfect and deep.

He tastes like Altean toothpaste, does Shiro, a dark, bitter berry. His tongue is demanding and his body unyielding and his fingers are cold, metal and skin both, and with all this, with just a kiss, he makes Keith see fucking stars.

“I didn’t come here for this,” Shiro whispers when they part, when their lips drift just enough to let words fly. “I mean, I’d be lying if I said I’d never thought about, um...but honestly, I came to see if you were all right.”

Keith slips his hand under the hem of Shiro’s t-shirt, lays his palm over cool, shivering skin. “Mmm, I know. But does that mean you want to stop?”

Shiro makes a tiny, pained sound, his cock twitching against Keith’s hip. “Stop? No. No no. Unless you--unless you want to.”

“No,” Keith says, biting gently at Shiro’s lip, his own curled up in a smile. “Definitely not.”

*****

In the morning, he’s slumped over his weird not-coffee when he feels a hand on his shoulder, a roughened voice saying: “Keith? How’d you sleep?”

He tips his head back and smiles. “Like a baby, actually. Once I got around to it. How about you?"

Shiro’s eyes are warm, his mouth still flushed. “About the same, actually.”

“Really? Huh. That’s funny.”

“It is, isn’t it?” Shiro touches the bruise he left on Keith’s neck, the only one the collar of his jacket can’t hide, and gives up a tired grin. “What a coincidence.”

The whole team is looking at them, aren’t they, and Lance is howling something tinged with disbelief but it’s fine, Keith isn’t worried about it; he’s not worried about a damn thing. For the moment, it’s the castle that’s bustling, brimming over with noise and ideas and life, while Keith’s head is quiet and settled, the joy of the night before pressing in on all sides.

“Good morning,” Shiro says, giving him one last squeeze, another lazy shot of a smile.

“Yeah,” Keith says to himself, to his last sip of coffee, to the goggled eyes of his teammates. “It is.”

#shiro #first kiss #season one

[sahara-elizabeth-avery-blog]

A piece of me.

*TRIGGER WARNING* 

My innocence vanished faster than my mind could erase it. The others well, i cant speak for them but i know they are mentally stable, their mind must have subconsciously blocked it out. For me, i still live it everyday, a secret i kept for 16 years.

The first time i had sex was when i was thirteen the first time i was fucked i was raped behind a strip mall against a green garbage bin.

Hmm Fucked. The word fuck can be used to describe almost everything, there isn't just one definition that explains the word.

I was drunk for the first time. He was only 15. Did he know what he did? I didn't think he did. I still to this day don’t think he did anything wrong. But I remember yelling stop. I let it slip my mind but my mind doesn't allow things like that to escape. That’s when the drugs started and the drinking and filling myself with boys who didn't matter to try and feel whole again.

That never stopped i am still empty but left with scars. I was made to see a shrink little did my parents know what was really going on, he was an odd looking man from New York, i told him both now my biggest secrets that ate away at me, taking a piece of my life everyday, he told me to ball it up like paper and throw it out the window and to FORGET what sexual trauma i had been through since i was 3.

His diagnoses; clinical depression, general and social anxiety.

Hello Prozac. Shortly after i attempted suicide. My sister needed attention because telling my parents i was no longer a virgin but a whore with genital warts who does drugs who has rages wasn't enough so she told everyone in school i tried to kill her instead of how i overdosed. I wish i could say this story isn't all sad but i would be lying. There are happy parts but nothing ever lasts. 

Hello Zoloft goodbye Prozac, welcome clonazepam and number two psychiatrist; and the diagnoses of Major depressive disorder. I wouldn't speak of the sexual abuse i had suffered i don’t think i needed to. She could tell i was holding back i told her some traumatic things that had happened in my life and that the Prozac did nothing for me although mixing cocaine, alcohol, and methamphetamine's with SSRI’s was never a good idea. I started getting drug tested so i became an alcoholic still allowing guys to enter my body to try and keep it full. 

New psychiatrists came and left like the boys between my legs did as years went by the worst i became, in every way. Cipralex was next, shitty to meet you and nice to meet you razor blades my legs welcome you and were going to have some fun with you Clonazepam.

Im 17 now, i fell in love with an abusive son of a bitch but god was he a good fuck. I dropped out of school due to my addiction to drugs and addiction to him and then I left everything behind to follow him to the island, where he was going to trade school for the next 9 months. I was staying at my pops, 4 hours away, we seen each other every weekend. Piece of shit. I was young and gullible he was 23, dead beat father but my everything. It’s possible that if he didn't abuse me emotionally the way he did maybe my mental state wouldn't have changed so fast. Maybe i had years, good happy years left before it was my time to present as unstable. Fuck you. I thank my parents for knowing me so well and flying out when they did because i was ready to finish what i tried when i was 13. I was rushed to the hospital and studied by yet another psychiatrist for 14 days to determine if i was bipolar or if i had borderline personality disorder. Diagnoses; An extreme case of borderline personality disorder. (along with previous diagnoses)

Hello wellbutrin. Cool a NDRI. SSRI’s never seemed to work. Having norepinephrine in the mix was a game changer, could it help my rages? my black out cutting rages? Please help me. 

Oh hello more drugs, Xanax i really like you, valium makes me tired i want to get high, lets be friends X. 

Hello to the most memorizing hazel eyes and smile, my second crush of my entire life. No. The absolute love of my life. The still love of my life. I’m 18 now. We moved an ounce of cocaine a day and split an ounce, we spent 4 months side by side selling and doing drugs. We began a relationship it was beautiful for the most part. We fucked and fucked and fucked until we couldn't fuck anymore we finally made love, something both of us hadn’t felt in a long time, and me ever. He says i was his first love i was 19 now. I wont go into detail because all i have to say is that he is the true love of my life and im so so sorry i lost him a couple months ago.

Hello seroquel, im begging you to help me.

Words can hurt and if you use them correctly it could be a two bottles of antidepressants, benzos, and seroquel down my throat. Goodbye mom, goodbye dad, goodbye family. Goodbye hazel eyes. I loved you. Time to leave my body. I was stable all night with a breathing tube down my throat, i woke up and then slipped into a coma after suffering 18 seizures within two hours. It was time to say goodbye to me. My family said their goodbyes. its a lie you know. You cannot hear them or feel them around you. Im in trouble im no longer breathing on my own, the doctor was smart enough and being very cautious with me by putting me on a breathing machine before i stopped breathing, because i stopped. I was dying, i was put on life support and sent to a better hospital.

God dammit. 

I woke up. unharmed. alive. well. but angry. 

Effexor, valium and seroquel. I dont know how to greet you. Ill try you. Hazel eyes you’re still with me. I love you.

Hello rehab, i dont like you. 27 days of pure bullshit. Im home again now, when parents dont know what to do with their children they kick them out. I am homeless. Hazel eyes baby, move in with me. My heart is full. He is mine forever, we get engaged. 

Friends? Where did you go i only left to better myself. its okay i understand it. 

Hospital every two weeks, suicidal. constant overdosing. Stabbing. Abuse. Hazel eyes turned black sometimes when he was angry.

It’s September the 10th. Im being brutally raped and sexually assaulted by three 30 year old men who enjoy re-watching. That video disgusts me. Thank you for killing me inside and out my life if forver ruined because of you, you hold my life.

Extreme PTSD you are not wanted please go away please go away.

For my 20th birthday i moved into a homeless shelter. Happy Birthday lost cause. 22 days after my birthday my friend overdoses and dies. Hazel eyes has nothing in them, he hurts me. I hurt him back. We keep fighting its gotten physical, mental and emotional. We will never be the same and neither will my wrists. He leaves in march and i never see him again. My heart is broke. Im sorry.

It is now July. its been 10 months since i was raped, the case is still on going, i am 21 years old, alive, thriving, learning to live again. 

**I haven't been in a hospital for 6 months, no self harm for 7 months. Diagnoses; Borderline personality disorder, Major depressive disorder, severe PTSD, general anxiety disorder, social anxiety disorder, panic attack disorder, major insomnia, anorexia nervosa, possible bipolar type 2.** 

These are just some bad pieces of me i am sharing with you. There are more worse ones and there are better ones but these are for you. 

So yeah this is another story on someones life you don’t even know but now you do, i am Sahara nice to meet you. 

#life mentalhealth apieceofme living health love hurt

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Kristie Frankly Vs. Michelle Gomez

             IN THE CIRCUIT COURT OF ARLINGTON, VA

Kristie Frankly Address Sealed Plaintiff Case #:    ______________                   v.

Michelle Gomez Bridgette Coleman Darren Robertson Gary Williams Defendant

                                  COMPLAINT

PLAINTIFF,  comes this day, October 07, 2017, pro se, and for the reasons and causes for his Complaint, states as follows:

              COUNT I, II, III, IV, VII :Intentional Emotional Distress, Criminal Harassment, Extortion, Conspiracy, Defamation of Character 1. Plaintiff,  KF, experienced a temporary lag of mental state in 2014. I was told being poisoned or being drugged without prior knowledge or consent can cause the same side effects I was experiencing. 2. During this temporary episode I sent a document that contained sensitive and damaging information to Michelle Gomez and two other family members. I am not friends with any of the people listed at BHLPC. But definitely not with Michelle Gomez and Bridgette Coleman. Michelle receiving anything was the DEVILS work. I did not care to know these females were still breathing. Fake unsavory character character and users. 3. Michelle Gomez initially upon receiving the list said she wanted her name and picture removed and was making fun of the list                       5. After the episode has passed I tell Michelle do not send the list around delete anything you may have. She states that he has not sent it to anyone and that she has deleted the list. Immediately I realize it’s a lie because Bridgette and Gary profile states otherwise. 6.  I’m in the middle of a suit which I will not be naming which requires this suit take place because these people are refusing to act like civilized individuals with MY PROPERTY. Also the list is damaging and personal I’m nature.           7Michelle was given ample warning to furbish a list of names and an admission  that she has sent the list around. She was also given warning to DELETE the list and tell her recipients to delete the list. This is being nice. She should not have sent ANYTHING around to anyone. It was done purposefully to slander my name and my reputation. 8. The Damages are highlighted in this complaint but they will not be highlighted in this cover letter. Please Continue to read Attached pages.

Summary of Events and Relief follows, See Attached.

Respectfully submitted,            _____________________    , Plaintiff                                                 Address Sealed

Seal Address

Vs. Michelle Gomez Nixon and Vanderhye 901 N Glebe Rd # 1100, Arlington, VA 22203

Brigette Coleman Capital One 1680 Capital One Drive, McLean, Virginia 22102

Disclaimer. I apologize to the judges and other respectable member of society for having to read my foul language. But these people flagrant disregard for other people’s lives and property ENRAGES ME. I don’t know these women and don’t care to know them or be throwing around  their names. This Complaint is unorthodox in it veers away from my character and the professional way I carry myself. Please ignore the verbal asswhooping I have to give these young whores.

Write a short and plain statement of the claim. Do not make legal arguments. State as briefly as possible the facts showing that each plaintiff is entitled to the damages or other relief sought. State how each defendant was involved and what each defendant did that caused the plaintiff harm or violate the plaintiff’s rights including the dates and places of that involvement or conduct. If more than one claim is asserted, number each claim and write a short and plain statement of each claim in a separate paragraph. Attach additional pages if needed.

June 06, 2017 On or around April/May of 2014 Michelle Gomez received a list that contained business professionals’ pictures there work places and other personal identifying damaging information.  This list was created by me as a result of an unfortunate health situation. Me and Michelle are not friends and me sending anything to her should have tipped her off that something was wrong. But even if we negate that Michelle was making fun of the document and the email giving me proof that she knew I was not well and that the list should have not been sent around.  Not only am I sure she sent it around to Bridgette whom is a WHORE  A fucking black shit  ball. A fucking White man whore. She is on the other side of town with random men. They are black so we clarify.  A fucking pastor. Just the fucking type to use church to open her nasty fucking legs and her diseased infested vagina. Don’t use me whore. I’m a real virgin. Something Bridgette knows shit about. Darren is a joke.. I need Lysol spray if he looks my way too long.  Bridgette bats her eyes at EVERYTHING that walks that has a fucking penise. Lets make something CLEAR Darren was USED. Someone Was watching on the other side. The men you fuck with barf in my fucking mouth whore. STOP fucking playing with me you fucking white man whore. That’s me being nice. The only white mans face I see you in hes married. And you fucking following him around like a lost fucking kitten. Is married. Sad and Pathetic. All Bridgette’s dude Black and UGLY Dismissed didn’t see shit. I’d hate to be your fucking mother bitch. Asswhooping and you over the age of 30. If you could’ve read my mind years ago. Ewww. Whore. You earned my OPINION because you don’t act like you have sense or self respect or that’s right follow the law. Bitch YOURE FUCKING TRASH.   I’m requesting JAIL TIME YOU FUCKING BLACK WHORE. . Bitch you’re pathetic. Sad excuse for why you send white men the wrong fucking message. A  cheap whore in the restroom. Penny for your used VAGINA. Bitch stop playing with me. I give a fuck to know you’re still breathing. You earned my fucking opinion because you have something that  belongs to me. And bringing my NAME up at all. Bitch I DON’T KNOW YOU. DON’T WANT TO FCKING KNOW KEEP MY FUCKING NAME OUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH WHORE.  I didn’t see shit at BHLPC and I still don’t. Little whores playing adult. That’s a suit by itself. Most of these broadsc ant add let alone they walking round like they should be able to MAKE their OWN decisions. Fuck no.  A bunch of little ass children. Nothing I’m saying here is false. Hand on the bible Bridgette’s a whore and she attempted to use me and she’s not a VIRGIN. I could sue you for that ALONE BITCH.  You place doubt where it doesn’t belong. You know shit about it. Whores like Bridgette use the bible as some sort of calling card to take their underwear’s off. Bridgette is that whore who wears a tube dress to church looking for redemption. I have an idea keep your legs closed. I will take your mouth off for you. Solve all your fucking problems. Whore stop fucking playing with me. If fucking cutting your stupid as up was legal. You’d be in a blender somewhere. I follow the law. But that would be you. Cut the fuck up with no one able to find your stupid ass. The car crash should have fucking taken your fucking life. Not a tear whore.  Give your proof people DON’T deserve the gift that is life. It would have been fucking gods gift to go to your fucking funeral and LAUGH. God works in mysterious ways whore.   Thank your lucky fucking stars or NOT. Jail time whore. Till the death of me youre going to take your check, your mommas check and YOURE GOING TO FUCKING PAY ME.  your taking your tired raggedy ass to jail.    Michelle emailed me and told me she did not want her picture to be used or sent around. She received an email from me a few months later requesting the document not be sent around and that the list be deleted. At that time she told me in so many words the list was not sent around and that the list was deleted.  Immediately following that email I checked two other peoples twitter and linked profiles and two people gave me indication Michelle perhaps was not being honest. Gary was making very suggestive comments and Bridgette removed her picture from her Linked profile which would indicate they both were sent the document. I sue the word indicate because im not 100 percent sure. At that point it would have been done maliciously because although I did say in the email don’t send it to anyone not on the list. What Michelle did was I said don’t kill people wearing red she kills people wearing BLUE. You look fucking BATSHIT. INSANE Why are you listening to a murderer at fucking ALL. ALL Delete. I created the document and I don’t even happy a copy. It went in the trash where it belongs.  Michelle stole a car and they all aware its stolen and they all get in. Youre all going to jail. Brigette’s excited got a video of me wiping myself on toilet. Its hers. Bitch you’re sick.  FYI I like DICK.  White dick ON top of it. Bitch Dismissed. Till my dying day I will never understand WHY women are jealous of other females. SICK and PROBBALY GAY. BITCH KILL  YOURSELF.  A video of me wiping myself on my cycle. You’re all sick. ALL I HAVE to fucking say. You’re fixated on someone’s life who would pay to have you all executed with a shot to the fucking head. I don’t care you’re breathing begging for asswhoopings.  I was not well that WHOLE email should have been disregarded and trashed. And if ANY person is saying they had problem with their name picture or any other information in the document I never received ANYTHING from anyone except Michelle upon me first sending it to her. That would negate any argument that they worried about the list being passed around with their information on it. You’re attempting to make me responsible for children putting words in my mouth.  The world is not about YOU. Thats 40 PEOPLE who had shit to do with nothing and their shit is being passed around. I passed it around to 2 OTHER family member Equal to zero people. A fucking ugly muskrat put words in my fucking mouth. I DONT TALK TO THESE PEOPLE. I DON’T KNOW THESE PEOPLE. I DON’T WANT TO KNOW THESE PEOPLE. BITCH KILL YOURSELF. NOW. STOP fucking playing WITH ME.  I’m pretty sure it was the topic of conversation and the butt of many jokes.  Which I find comical. BHLP WAS A FUCKING COMEDY SPECIAL. Bridgette a whore claiming virgin. It’s hilarious. Just let the bitch walk around in fantasy land. Bridgette knows SHIT about me WHAT DO I LOOK LIKE TALKING TO A FUCKING trash can. One  bastshit. Two it stinks. Threes she’s jealous. Bitch no. That’s why I popped up on your ass to the magnitude I did. I don’t even fuck with black men. Okay bye. Youre not even on my level whore. Continue to imitate and sell your vagina in the bathroom whore. That’s what you come across ass. A cheap WHORE. Keep thinking anyone jealous Bitch jealousy doesn’t exist if we talking about you. You’re a fucking 9 year old at work with your parents take your stupid ass somewhere. None of the men I’ve seen  Bridgette with  and there were many I’m not even stopping at a red light to look their way. NO mam. DIDN’T SEE SHIT. DISMISSED. Tell Darren White makes him look Gay.Eww hwo do I make the dude I want JEALOUS off that shit. Gay. Dismissed. Tell Gary  will attend Him and Gary’s nuptials. Fuck no.   Pick ANOTHER WHOLE COLOR.  So they are passing around a document while they will claim in court that’s my picture that’s my name. You didn’t make anything clear to me that you didn’t want anything to be used but you are sending it around. That list contained about 30-40 people I only sent it to three people. So if she has sent it around I am now responsible for what should have been zero people if people had any kind of class morals or sense.  What makes this worse is I’m in the middle of another suit making this suit necessary among OTHER reasons. I email her on April 27, 2017. I will paste the emails in this complaint. My email will be removed for privacy and safety reasons.

Also I did send Michelle emails goading that I was rengeing on the suit because After I told Michele I was suing. I had to disown three McDonald’s locations because Spanish women or Spanish workers were tampering or harassing me upon ordering. I’ve never had a problem At McDonalds IN MY LIFE till now. I DO have police reports on these incidences. A copy of this complaint will be sent to Michelle. And they will be served individually at their work places. Let me add here I may add an extra 100,000 because that was a scary time for me and my health. Not only are these people unsympathetic. They should have not received ANYTHING. I have to take them to court over common sense and what’s the RIGHT THING TO DO. I WANT JAIL TIME.

……. May 5 to Michelle

So we are clear my last email is so that you ascertain the magnitude of your actions. So when we get to court you can’t say I didn’t know wasn’t aware wasn’t my intent. You control nothing. Two whores looking to insert themselves somewhere one they are not wanted and two a desperate attempt to matter more than what you are especially in my life. I truly don’t see anything you need to get your life together mind your own business and leave others people business alone. Bridgette needs to stay away from married men pastors and random men she met on the wrong side of town. Ooh and the thirsty thing she still has going on. Obviously. I’m not surprised either if you are single. Really. Obnoxious. Begging for ass whippings. On May 4, 2017 12:03 PM, "…." <….. > wrote: Let’s say you don’t respond to his email by the end of the day I give him your work number kay? Kay On May 3, 2017 12:18 PM, "Michelle Gomez" <[email protected]> wrote: I do not have a list. I am not against you in any way. I am telling the truth. I don't have any reason to lie to you. I'm not sure what is really going on.

On Wed, May 3, 2017 at 12:12 PM, <…. > wrote: PLEASE STOP emailing me unless you are going to furbish a list please see all emails and follow directions. But should you not be following those directions. You are aware of what’s going to happen and if you are not going to follow directions. YOU STOP EMAILING ME. COMPRENDE?

On Wed, May 3, 2017 at 12:09 PM, Michelle Gomez <[email protected]> wrote: I don't know what you hope to gain. Please just stop harassing me.

On Wed, May 3, 2017 at 12:06 PM, <….. > wrote: I’m sorry I have to be fair SO YOU are aware and no one gets mad Nixon and Vanderhye and capital one. SERVED. Just so you understand.

On Wed, May 3, 2017 at 11:58 AM, Michelle Gomez <[email protected]> wrote: Pay you for what? My comment was not a threat, it was honestly just me saying life is too short for this kind of stuff (i.e. my mom died and you are still going with this). Why can't you just leave it alone? I don't have a list, I didn't send anything to anyone. I hope you find peace.

On Wed, May 3, 2017 at 11:54 AM, <… > wrote: I find YOU bizarre to BE quite honest. I know your track record. I worked with you as well.  Secondly the life is short comment sounds like a THREAT. Sweatheart. Threat doesn’t exist. SAY WHAT YOU NEEED TO SAY. i DONT TAKE THREATS LIGHTLY. You CAN SAY WHAT YOU LIKE be honest or see you in court. i WONT BE  emailing any further but should I not see a list in my email by the time I get to a computer tomorrow. SUIT. Show OR YOU paying me. End of discussion.

On Wed, May 3, 2017 at 11:51 AM, Michelle Gomez <[email protected]> wrote: I honestly don't know what you want or hope to get out of this, but I don't have any reason to lie. The fact that you continue to harrass me (and probably others) is really bizarre especially since I worked with you so long ago. I have no reason to lie and don't even know what this is really about. So just move on, life is too short.

On Wed, May 3, 2017 at 11:45 AM, …<…. > wrote: I’m sorry I don’t believe you. Firstly you are responding like water right now. This is your first response in what 3 5 days? No mam Bridgete removed her picture Gary made comments. I really am not buying it. Should have told them to add one plus one then all of you corroborate your story.

On Wed, May 3, 2017 at 11:42 AM, Michelle Gomez <[email protected] > wrote: I didn't send it to anyone. I had no reason to. I respected when you wanted me to delete it. I have no reason to lie to you either.

On Wed, May 3, 2017 at 11:33 AM, ….<…. > wrote: You have not answered the question. DID you sent it to people. And I’m going to need you to be honest. I am nearly certain you have but I need confirmation and the names as I will be pursuing a case. and it’s imperative I know exactly who. The games don’t sit well with me. Let’s just safely assume I know you're lying.

On Wed, May 3, 2017 at 11:31 AM, Michelle Gomez <…. > wrote: I remember you sending me a list; I just did a search and I don't have it. So there's nothing to worry about.

On Wed, May 3, 2017 at 11:28 AM, ….<….. > wrote: I apologize that your mom died. But imp sorry this is of an urgent nature. Really unfortunate. I’d hope that you dont have a list since I requested you delete it. But I am going to need for you to answer my question. and follow directions. I am sorry for your loss though.

On Wed, May 3, 2017 at 11:27 AM, Michelle Gomez <….. > wrote: I can assure you that don't have any list with any names on it. My mom died, so please stop with this.

On Wed, May 3, 2017 at 7:12 AM, …..<….. > wrote: The fact that you haven’t responded proves that you have something to hide and are probably guilty of what I'm talking about. You have till 8 then I’m just going to file a suit suing everyone I think it was sent to and it you don’t show up. Exactly didn’t want to see any of you. Grown ass woman. Handles things in that manner and acts accordingly no one can pop up on me and embarrass me. Yall act like children and get caught. You don’t show you owe me automatically. On Apr 30, 2017 8:54 AM, "…." <….. > wrote: Im also going to need who they sent it to. On Apr 30, 2017 8:02 AM, "…." <….. > wrote: You have till Wednesday night to furbish a list. Im presuming by your silence that you are guilty of spreading it around. Should you choose to ignore me or not give me a complete list i will file a suit and depending on the nature of the activity surrounding the list a suit may still happen. Gave it your way. Your recipients don't get to make choices or decisions. On Apr 28, 2017 9:04 PM, "…." <…. > wrote: Im going to give you till 8 tommorrow before I assume the worst. Still waiting for the names though. On Apr 27, 2017 9:50 PM, "….." <….. > wrote: Hey Michelle. Sorry to be a bother to you. But I just wanted to confirm you didn’t send that list around but if by chance you did the names of the people you sent it to. It’s imperative that you are honest

I do not have ANYTHING to hide. So I will post all emails. I’m angry for obvious reason.

> May 7 to Michelle

Silly whores. Felt like it. Will talk back with police tomorrow then file the suit.

---- > May 5 to Michelle

If i have to pursue a civil suit. It will be a 100,000 just because you’re not willing to act in a civilized socially responsible way and I’m going to have you subpoenaed for the list of names and their recipients. You not being forthcoming imply malicious intent and criminal behavior. Me having to continuously email is emotional distress and quite frankly anyone involved can be included for conspiracy. The document contains sensitive and damaging information for more than just one person. I find it amazing that you first sent it around but probably turned what should have been ten minutes into what 4 weeks 2 years is it even deleted like I requested and you told me you dud. Did everyone else delete it. I’m also going to try for criminal harassment and cybercrime with intent to call intentional emotional and mental distress. It’s a crime please don’t let one incompetent cop lull you into lala land because I will add damages and throw away the key. There is no room for negotiation. It’s my email. My document and I wasn’t well. It looks like you and whoever you are scheming with are blackmailing me. That’s a crime. How do you guys have jobs. Lmao. On May 5, 2017 12:13 PM, "…." <…. > wrote: It speaks to the patheticness of you and your crew you want something that has to do with me that I own. I don’t care that you exist. There is a word for it obessesion. It's really not a good look. It is crime no matter what youve been told.   I dont wish to know any if you past bhlpc for obvious reasons. This will get handled the easy way or the me fucking ALL your shit ALL the way up. I don’t play that shit youve list you’re mind. Do your jobs know theyve hired criminals. Unstable people whose lives hinges on mine. Desperate and pathetic. On May 5, 2017 11:33 AM, "…" <… > wrote: Please give gmail Bridgette my email. Im sure she has mouth i have an address phone number and email. Until then keep your mouth closed. On May 5, 2017 11:29 AM, "…" <… > wrote: Im going to make something very clear to two whores conspiracy is against the law and when i sue i know your full names and place of work EVERYTHING is going in the suit. You don’t know me. Play with fire if you like. You don’t  know what consequences are yet but you will.

At this point I call the police. Because I was originally very civil with her and it’s my property is its damaging property. So she’s not being honest about the list and how it’s being used and disposed of so at that point I can safely assume she has malicious and or criminal intent. I call the police. Unfortunately that is also mucked up. Will post those emails. As well.

Cyber Crime

---- > May 8 to sylvan.altieri

So I talked to you a few days prior in regards to a cyber crime. Extortion and blackmail to be exact. You requested I give you her email address which is [email protected]. Her name is Michelle Gomez I called you the next day following up as you instructed me to do. At that time you said she had not responded to your email did I have a phone number for her. I called the following day after instructing Michelle via email if she didn’t respond to your email I was going to pass along her work number which is 703-816-4000. I called the following day to follow up with you but you’re voice mail stated that you would be out the office until June 5th. I hate to jump to conclusions but this is what it looks like. You talked to Michelle and decided to not only side with a criminal but you lying and saying you’re out on sick leave not only embarrasses me. Puts words in my mouth fyi and tells Michelle a highly incorrect suit worthy story. But also I’m not a person that bullshits lolligags or procrastinates when it comes to business and things that belong to me. And I don’t do disrespect or criminals well. I do crazy when ive been crossed because i act in a civilized manner and expect the same in return. The fact that these people are not willing to act in a civilized way over MY property implies they have malicious and criminal intent. And sadly at one point I worked with these people. Dressed up business professional’s means zilch these days. You have no obligation to me but you are in uniform and you have began police work. I can’t allow you to put words in my mouth and I can’t allow Michelle to believe this squabble is anything more than you have keys to my house and you shouldn’t have had it in the first place. You are giving her the impression she can take this lightly. There are no consequences. That's incorrect. It looks like conspiracy from here. On your end and hers. See how this was supposed to be about her. I have to clarify that it’s two. I can’t make you do anything but I aint your dummy. A complaint will be sent today regarding this incident. A response is encouraged. But I won’t hold my breath. The fact I have to tell police officers this is start the world over. Should there have been something Michelle said that was valid or concerning hey Michelle said this. Valid point.

Re: Cyber Crime

….<…. > May 9 to Sylvan

Im going to give you the same the treatment I gave Michelle. I hope you feel better. But I really don’t believe your story. Unless you’re just a forgetful loose ends unprofessional cop. But again. Get well soon. On May 9, 2017 1:23 PM, "Altieri, Sylvan (MPD)" <[email protected]> wrote: I'm sorry you feel that way. I am at home recovering from surgery. I have not spoken to her.

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Re: Cyber Crime

…..<…. > May 9 to sylvan.altieri, Michelle

So I did file a complaint with the police department and will be filing another because you felt confident enough to continue to lie and if for some reason the complaint or the people who received it tipped you off or helped you lie its conspiracy jail time and a suit. How did you become part of the case? How are you the case? None of these little girls are worth my cycle wipes. The fact that you are first implying a victim for lack of a better word is lesser than a criminal is throw you in a jail cell. The law is supposed to correct criminals to punish criminals you talking to them like they have options and choices. Criminals do tend to have intelligence logic and a plan that constitutes a plan and intelligence it causes damage or pain to someone else. Puts words in someone else’s mouth. Is a crime. They have a way of thinking and living that spits on the law and the rights of CIVILIZED people. Let’s make something clear it’s My property. The fact that Michelle is even throwing around harassment after she’s refusing to first admit she still has the document and sent it around and after she threatened me is she’s fit for a psych ward. Serial killer in the making. Its equal to chaining me to a wall then saying why are you still here? The fact that Michelle and her crew are fixated on me and something that belongs to me is one you’re owning I’m  a messy person...police email would get the special....you’re  jealous and you’re in the middle of the street begging for money while the light is green. Two you’re a criminal while working at a lawfirm placing doubt on everyone. Do not take my she took it line wrong. Michelle thinks she has power or that she holds power me sending you that email with the document was I put my hands in my purse pulled it out and quarters fell out. Michelle grabs the quarters and refuses to give them back. She’s poor desperate. I need to get on the bus exact change. Wants to embarrass me. Is a jealous person. I don’t give strangers blackmail. I act in an appropriate civilized respectful way. You’re jealous for a reason I give you that but you will be following the law on my watch one way or another.

Relief

State briefly and precisely what damages or other relief the plaintiff ask the court to order. DO not make legal arguments. Include any basis for claiming that the wrongs alleged are continuing at the present time. Include the amounts of any actual damages claimed for the acts alleged and the basis for the present time. Include any punitive or exemplary damages claimed, the amounts, and the reasons you claim you are entitled to actual or punitive money damages. For any request for the injunctive relief, explain why monetary damages at a later time would not adequately compensate you for the injuries you sustained, are sustaining, or will sustain as a result of the events described above, or why such compensation could not be measured.

Once it has been found out that the List still exist and or has been passed around. A list of names and ALL its recipients on Michelle’s end. A contract/promise stating the list has been deleted and all its remnants will be deleted and properly disposed of and that it will not be reproduced. Also the list shall not be mentioned and ANY and ALL THE people listed will not be contacted or be made aware of the list. The list never happened. You never received it. Know nothing of it. WHAT LIST. 2,000,000 in damages to be split among GUILTY parties. Meaning the guilty parties have to pay me. Jail time for extortion harassment fraud and conspiracy for people that have shown exemplary motivated and intentional malicious intent.

I will add 500,00 if my name any of my likeness GOES anywhere. And jail time.