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trenchcoatsbi · 7 months
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im cakcling so much whenever i accidentally commit identity theft by usinbg phils tag
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kpop-zone · 3 years
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Blackpink reaction to their s/o being jealous
Jisoo
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Jisoo realized the minute that she came home from work that something was off about you today. Instead of greeting her with one of your wide, contagious smiles and starting to ask her about her day, you only allowed her to leave a quick kiss on your cheek before basically pretending that she wasn’t there. She simply assumed that you had had a bad day today, so she sat down next to you on the couch and tried her best to distract you by telling you funny stories from her day on set. A lot of things had happened today and Jisoo thought she was doing you a favor until a comment from you took her aback.
“...and I complained because he didn’t bring me a coffee, so during the next break Hae-In promptly brought me a large coffee and my favorite snacks.”
She giggled proudly, but you didn’t seem to be as amused as her about this incident.
“Oh yeah, of course perfect Hae-In would bring you a coffee and also knows what your favorite snacks are.”
You praised Hae-In, although your cynical tone made it clear that you weren’t really meaning what you where saying. Perplexed and with narrowed eyes, Jisoo stared at you, beginning to understand why you were acting so strangely.
“Yes, I’m very glad to have him by my side. Filming this drama is a big step for me, and I wouldn’t know what to do without his support.”
She exaggerated to test her theory and like expected, you scoffed in disbelief while rolling your eyes, causing Jisoo to cross her arms defensively.
“You know, I don’t really appreciate you being jealous.”
She stated bluntly and you looked at her with a mixture of embarrassment and anger reflecting on your face.
“I’m not jealous.”
You scoffed, but Jisoo knew that you were lying. You were terrible at hiding your emotions opposing to her. Although right now, Jisoo didn’t feel like hiding hers either.
“Of course you are, but I don’t know why. I’m just doing my job and I’ve never given you a reason to mistrust me.”
She replied calmly yet determined to show you that you had upset her.
“I- it’s not like I mistrust you.”
You stuttered after you had caught up to her mood and Jisoo looked at you expectantly in order to give you a chance to explain yourself.
“I didn’t even want to be jealous, but you spent so much time on set and... I don’t know what Hae-In’s intentions are with you.”
You mumbled sheepishly, causing Jisoo to sigh.
“Y/N...I don’t care what Hae-In’s intentions are. You don’t need to worry about him, our relationship is purely professional. And about the lack of time I have for you...I promise I will make it up to you once the filming is over, ok?”
She had softened her tone again and reached over to take your hand, causing you to smile.
“Ok. I’m sorry for the little tantrum.”
You grinned apologetically and Jisoo giggled in amusement before pulling you into her arms. As long as this would be the exception and not the rule, she could live with your jealousy.
Jennie
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Jennie had to try her hardest not to burst out in laughter as she observed out of the corner of her eye how you almost exploded with jealousy. She was talking with some newcomer model who apparently thought that he was a big shot now just because he was invited to the Chanel after party. For almost ten minutes he had already told her about all his successes in order to woo her. Usually, Jennie would have turned him down a long time ago, but seeing you getting so agitated over this was giving her great pleasure. Therefore, she let him boast some more while keeping an eye on you before eventually deciding that she had tortured you enough.
“Excuse me please.”
Jennie smiled at the model who looked at her dumbfounded, apparently never having been interrupted  in his life before. Unbothered by his attempts to stop her from walking away, she turned on her heel and headed straight for you with a smirk playing on her lips.
“I swear to god I would have ripped his head off if he would have touched you one more time.”
You gritted through your teeth as soon as Jennie was within earshot.
“What’s wrong baby?”
She replied sweetly, pretending to be clueless.
“Don’t feign innocence. I know that you did that on purpose.”
You grumbled, causing Jennie to giggle before stepping closer to you in order to loosely wrap her arms around your neck.
“Aw don’t be angry baby. You just look so cute when you’re jealous.”
She cooed and you looked at her grumpily.
“I’m going to make you regret that later.”
You replied while pulling her closer by her waist to make sure that no one else would overstep their boundaries tonight, causing Jennie to smirk. Mission accomplished.
Chaeyoung
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Never had you ever thought that you would regret accompanying your girlfriend to work like you did right now. While clenching your jaw tightly, you watched how Chaeyoung cuddled up to Seungjoo and you felt a wave of jealousy washing over you. You knew that it was ridiculous. This was just a music video shoot after all. But somehow the way that Seungjoo pulled your girlfriend close simply drove you insane. Tensed up, you watched one take after the other until the PD was finally satisfied with the results and called it a day. Relieved, you jumped off your chair, ready to finally leave this set, but Chaeyoung took her time to thank every single staff member; especially Seungjoo of course. By the time, she was finally walking up to you with a big smile on her face, you had considered a thousand times already to simply storm off.
“I’m sorry it took so long! But it looks so amazing, doesn’t it?”
Chaeyoung squealed in joy, completely oblivious to the jealousy that was seething within you.
“Yes, amazing. Can we go now?”
You answered brusquely, much to the confusion of your girlfriend who still complied to your wish though. Together you made your way to the dressing room before leaving the filming location after Chaeyoung had changed into her comfortable clothes. Her excitement from before was visibly reduced now and she silently sat beside you in the car until she broke the silence eventually.
“Don’t you like the video?”
She asked insecurely, causing you to sigh. You had to stop making her feel bad for something that wasn’t her fault.
“I do like it.”
You replied while trying to fake a smile to make your words more believable.
“Then why do you seem to be so angry?”
Chaeyoung tilted her head in confusion and you tried your best to avoid her gaze. What was the best way to tell her?
“I just...I didn’t like the way that Seungjoo touched you.”
You blurted out before hanging your head bashfully.
“Oh...I’m sorry I didn’t think about how that would make you feel.”
Chaeyoung mumbled taken aback, instantly making you feel guilty for worrying her.
“No don’t apologize, it’s ridiculous.”
You replied and your girlfriend looked at you pensively.
“I mean it is ridiculous indeed, because I would never cheat on you with Seungjoo. But I also understand where you are coming from.”
She reasoned, causing you to sigh while resting your forehead on her shoulder.
“I don’t even deserve you, Chaeng. You are way too good to me.”
You whined, feeling like you didn’t deserve the amount of understanding that your girlfriend showed you.
“True. I feel like you should start repaying me. I accept various types of payment. Food, cuddles, gifts...”
Chaeyoung said dead serious, causing you to look at her before both of you started bursting out in laughter. Maybe your first way to repay her should be by stopping to be a jealous prick...
Lalisa
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Grimly, you scrolled through your Twitter feed while cursing yourself for following several fan accounts for your girlfriend. All of them were talking about the same thing: how cute your girlfriend and Chaeyoung had looked together at their the fansign today. You were happy that your girlfriend had found her soulmates in her members and that they managed to make her life a little less crazy; you really were. But somehow you just couldn’t stop the green monster from overcoming you every once in a while. They spent so much time together and you knew that all of them were superior to you in every way. It was just so hard to watch them being this close. Frustrated, you spotted a clip that showed your girlfriend kissing Chaeyoung on the cheek, causing her to blush sheepishly. All those ‘Chaelisa’ shippers were really getting under your skin, even if you hated yourself for it. You knew that Lisa was the most loyal girlfriend that you could have ever wished for, nevertheless, you couldn’t help but to be jealous when you saw her pampering Chaeyoung like that. Shouldn’t that be you?
“What are you watching?”
Lisa’s voice suddenly appeared right next to your ear, managing to rip you from your brooding session. Panicked, you tried to lock your phone before your girlfriend could see what you were looking at, but Lisa had already managed to take it out of your hands. Curiously, she watched the video before looking at you again with a smirk on her face.
“Is someone jealous?”
She cooed in amusement and you looked away bashfully.
“No.”
You scoffed, but Lisa snickered knowingly.
“I think you are. Don’t you like it when I kiss other people?”
She sat down beside you and poked your cheek to annoy you.
“You can do whatever you want.”
You grumbled while swatting away her hand, causing her to giggle even more.
“Oh really? So Chaeyoung and I can do even more fan service?”
She smirked and you instantly glared at her.
“Don’t you dare.”
You blurted out before you coudl think, causing Lisa to grin triumphantly.
“Why not? I thought you weren’t jealous?”
She put her finger on her lips pensively to mock you and you rolled your eyes.
“Ok fine. Maybe I am, so don’t make it worse.”
You huffed in defeat to save yourself from even more torture. Smugly, your girlfriend giggled before suddenly putting her hand behind your head to hug you against her chest.
“You are so adorable, Y/N. Don’t worry, baby, I only have eyes for you.”
She cooed and you hesitantly gave in to her embrace. Maybe your girlfriend was mocking you right now, but you couldn’t say that her reassurance didn’t feel good...
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liliaeth · 4 years
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1-2 Lmfao your bias, ableism, canon erasure and victim blaming stay showing liliaeth! Scott himself caused Scott to be murdered by Theo, it is no one’s fault Scott’s dumb enough to fall for Theo’s badly crafted lies since the very beginning and is utterly shit at sensing other people’s emotions and chemo signals. Stiles was a victim of assault and blackmail, and he was perfectly entitled to chose not to share his own trauma with Scott if it didn’t want to.
Let’s see shall we, people like you claim Scott should have trusted Derek in s1-2, when all Derek did was lie, manipulate, abuse and try and control Scott. Because he was supposedly’ helpful’.
Theo in contrast from what Scott actually knew about him, was nothing but helpful, saved the life of everyone in the pack, risked himself for Scott’s pack, and had not been proven in a single lie, despite Stiles best efforts. After all, Scott did not once stop Stiles from investigating Theo. By the time Scott came to trust Theo, Theo had done more to gain not just Scott’s, but the entire pack’s trust, than Derek did from s1-s3b.  And even then it wasn’t until Stiles himself acted like he started to trust Theo, that Scott confided in Theo.
Stiles on the other hand, while trying to keep Scott and the rest of the pack from finding out about Donovan, sabotaged the investigation into the Nemeton. Hid that Theo killed Josh, and for what? Because when Stiles finally had evidence that Theo was lying about something, he kept that from Scott.
this was not minor information that solely affected Stiles, this was crucial info that coudl have made the difference between Scott letting Theo hang out around the pack or not.
And despite all that, when it came down to it, Scott still wanted to ask Stiles about Donovan, before making any judgement, and when he did so, Stiles instead of telling the truth, instead of just stopping his lies, went in full on attack and dehumanized Scott.
Donovan was an accident, but lying about Josh was not. And the only ‘blackmail’ Theo had on Stiles, was something that neither Scott, nor Stiles father would have ever held against Stiles.And Stiles should have known that.
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msmischief101 · 4 years
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https://liliaeth.tumblr.com/post/628526873702432768/by-anons-logic-stiles-is-a-gullible-buffoon-too#notes
Anonymous: 1-2 Lmfao your bias, ableism, canon erasure and victim blaming stay showing liliaeth! Scott himself caused Scott to be murdered by Theo, it is no one’s fault Scott’s dumb enough to fall for Theo’s badly crafted lies since the very beginning and is utterly shit at sensing other people’s emotions and chemo signals. Stiles was a victim of assault and blackmail, and he was perfectly entitled to chose not to share his own trauma with Scott if it didn’t want to.
@/liliaeth:
Let’s see shall we, people like you claim Scott should have trusted Derek in s1-2, when all Derek did was lie, manipulate, abuse and try and control Scott. Because he was supposedly’ helpful’.
Theo in contrast from what Scott actually knew about him, was nothing but helpful, saved the life of everyone in the pack, risked himself for Scott’s pack, and had not been proven in a single lie, despite Stiles best efforts. After all, Scott did not once stop Stiles from investigating Theo. By the time Scott came to trust Theo, Theo had done more to gain not just Scott’s, but the entire pack’s trust, than Derek did from s1-s3b. And even then it wasn’t until Stiles himself acted like he started to trust Theo, that Scott confided in Theo.
Stiles on the other hand, while trying to keep Scott and the rest of the pack from finding out about Donovan, sabotaged the investigation into the Nemeton. Hid that Theo killed Josh, and for what? Because when Stiles finally had evidence that Theo was lying about something, he kept that from Scott.
this was not minor information that solely affected Stiles, this was crucial info that coudl have made the difference between Scott letting Theo hang out around the pack or not.
And despite all that, when it came down to it, Scott still wanted to ask Stiles about Donovan, before making any judgement, and when he did so, Stiles instead of telling the truth, instead of just stopping his lies, went in full on attack and dehumanized Scott.
Donovan was an accident, but lying about Josh was not. And the only ‘blackmail’ Theo had on Stiles, was something that neither Scott, nor Stiles father would have ever held against Stiles. And Stiles should have known that.
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Liliaeth’s trademark ableism and cheap attempts at Scott Apologism and canon erasure aside,
Does that mean that Scott McCall should be held accountable for lying to Allison and for refusing to tell Allison the truth about her mother’s death too? 🤔
I mean, if Scott stans are willing to condemn and victim blame Stiles (a neuroatypical teenage with ADHD and a victim of blackmail) for refusing to share his own traumas with Scott like toxic pos Scott WANTED and DEMANDED and claim that it’s Stiles’ fault that Scott got murdered by Theo, then i guess that Scott McCal should be blamed for Allison falling victim to Gerard’s manipulations and for letting her take her anger out on Derek Hale and his Pack to cover his own cowardly ass as well 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️
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mischief: First things first, I cut out a bit because their essays are so long, and they’re always saying the same things. And, please, whoever this is, stop sending them anons. Don’t make them louder than they already are. It’s enough that they’re jumping on posts all the time. They don’t need any more reasons for their essays. Please. 
Okay, now... Is it just me or are we always coming back to the topic of Theo blackmailing Stiles, and every single time, they’re completely missing the point? 
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One day, one day, they will understand the concept of blackmail. Sadly, today is not that day. But hey, hope dies last… I guess.
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liveblog: yuri on ice!!, ep. 11, 12
episode 11:
god fuck i’m still watching the ending of ep11 and
“after the final, let’s end this”
i’m sorry what the fuck
what are we ending?
i mean i know that yuuri wants to retire is this what he means?
when i said i forget these episodes i really wasnt’ lying
episode 12:
okay now actually ep12
no victor is crying!!!!
a literal crime against humanity
it’s in the geneva convention
yuuri’s retiring!!!!
victor cries so prettily!!!!
like i want him o cry more often
ohymgod
“how can i return to the ice when you’re retiring?”
fuck my heart!!
this episode is using every second od time because the opening theme is playing under the rankings
does that french announcer need to say out loud that victturi are low energy??
please we know :(
JEAN JACQUES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
my poor king
no my poor king :(
he doens’t have his head in the game
me as isabelle, and his parents
i’m so proud of him
i truly am
i want to be like him one day
i love phichit’s self-confidence!!!!!!!
he wants to hae an ice show in thailand
i love my thai son he’s super cute
i want someone to hold my hand :(
“i really want to kiss that gold medal”
ca.... can you fucking imagine
“i wanna skate with you forever”
jesus fuck
FUCK YES HE LANDED TH QUAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HE’S POINTING AT VICTOR!!!!
BEAUSE VICTOR HAS HELPED HIM SEE ALL THE LOVE THAT SURRPUNDS HIMA ND THAT HE HAS INSIDE HIMSELF!!!!!!!!
319.41 A AS A COMBINED SCORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HE BEAT VICTOR’S HIGH SCORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHAT OTHER OCUPLE COUDL!!!!!!!!!!!
VICTOR’S GONNA COME BACK TO SKTING??!??!
“...talk about a happy ending!” bless you chris
chris is pouty that victor isn’t paying him any attention
is it common for skaters to change up their jumps while on the ice?
i get if you’ve not gained speed or over/under rotated, but i mean more like
is it common for skaters to have a jump combo in the first half, but do it in the second half without warning?
from the anime, it doesn’t sound uncommon, ut i don’t follow the sport so i dont know
i love that nina and mari are supportive of all the skaters!
.oh it’s otabek narrating right now
right?
yes it is
i’m very proud of otabek!! i love his determiantion and conviction
and i like that his last monologue works for everyone
“they don’t give godl medals to pigs!”
yurio god bless you
god i’m so proud of yurio
god he is fucking nailing his jumps (minus the one)
i’m super suder proud of yurio like i really am!!!
my kitty kkat son
yurio got gold and katsudon got silver
“that’s nice, but i’m not going to kiss your medal unless it’s gold, sorry!”
i love victor... so much
like
had to pause this to say this
but imagine being someone who works along the rink, hadning out water or towels or whateve the background people do
and you see fucking victor and yuuri falling all over each other
now we KNOW that they’re in a relationship already ebcause they’ve made it so public
but like
you’re an assisitant or whatever and hearing them say “what are yo gonan do that’s gonna excite me?” “i wanna stay in competition with you forever” “i won’t kiss your medal because it’s not gold and, ah, what a failure i am at coaching”
like... this is primo shit to cry about with your coworkers hoenstly
ohmygod
victor’s gonna be yuuri’s coahc AND compete?
what superhuman limits does he have
and he wants 5 world championships in exchange
amazing
like, honsetly, as an assistant you have to cry about this shit with your cookers
ooohhhhhhhhhhh
yuuri’s doing victor’s program from last year!
he looks so good in his costume
he’s oigudfbsdfh
aaaahhhhhhh
VICTOR!!!!!!
THEY’RE DOING A PAIR SKATE!?!?!!?
THEY LOOK SO GOOD!!!!!
aaahahhhh
so soft
so romantic
wow lifts
in tandem
the synchronoctiy
ohmygod
i’m truly alive right now
the tips of victor’s ears were red how cute
but like
was that a dream or waht!?!?!
regardless
my heart if full to bursting
god what a fucking show
i love it so much honestly
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fivescuddles-blog · 5 years
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northsider (pt. four) | sweet pea
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a/n: here's the next part! there's only gonna be one more part after this, so if y'all want that please leave feedback and tell me!
requested: "Northsider pt.4?" - @mariadiaaaaaa
characters: sweet pea x fem!reader, fangs fogarty, pop tate
word count: 1,808
summary: sweet pea confesses to the sweet northside girl, but things don't go particularly well...
warnings: swearing
part one, part two, part three, part five
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You woke with your alarm blaring, causing you to simply groan and roll over in bed. You barely remembered getting home last night, let alone going to sleep. You reached over to your bedside table, picking up your phone and turning off the alarm that was assaulting your ears. You placed it back on the table and laid down, thinking over what had happened last night.
This brought a smile to your face.
You closed your eyes as you slumped against your pillow, picturing vividly Pea's adorable smile and his tall frame. His eyes that sparkled and reminded you of cosy hot choclate when he spoke to you, as well as the smooth, deep tone of his voice. The way he was so protective over you and his friends, and the way he refused to let anyone even think of hurting you.
You had to tell him.
You couldn't do it anymore. You couldn't stay quiet about the way you felt for him any longer. It hurt too much, and you believed that he deserved to know. He may not be happy about it, but you weren't happy keeping it from him. It may ruin your friendship, and if so, you'd be devastated. But jt was just much too painful to continue lying to him like this.
It hurt.
You had to do something. Today was a Saturday, kind of inconvenient considering if it was a school day you'd actually be able to see him. You checked the time quickly, seeing that it was only 9:00 am. He'd definitely be awake by now.
Debating on whether or not to call him, you heard your mother downstairs bustling around making breakfast. You called down to her that you'd probably be going out today, for "brunch" as you out it to her, and clicked on Pea's contact.
You waited for a moment, hearing it ring on the otherside. Just when you were about to give up there was a click on the otherside before Sweet Pea's deep voice filled your ears.
"Hey, Y/N/N, 'sup?" He answered hoarsely, clearly only just woken up. You felt bad now.
"Shit, did I wake you?" You asked, worried that he'd be annoyed.
A laugh rumbled through your ears as Sweet Pea chucked, shaking his head although he knew you couldn't see him. "Yes, but it doesn't matter, Y/N. Don't worry about it." He paused. "But, did you want something?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
You blushed at the question, now realising you'd have to go through with it. "I was just asking if you'd like to hang out later?" You wondered, playing with the sleeve of tour pyjama shirt. "We coudl, uh, go to Pop's for bru-"
There was an answer immediately. "Yes." Sweet Pea coughed for a second to cover up the eagerness in his voice. "I mean yeah, yeah that sounds good," he continued, a grin forming on his face as he clambered out of bed and began to look through his wardrobe, holding his phone between his ear and his shoulder. "So, what? 10:30?" He asked, pulling out a red flannel and a grey tank top from inside his wardrobe, laying them onto his bed.
A smile appeared on your face, excited to see him again. "Mhm, sounds perfect," you replied. "So, I'll see you then," you finished, waiting for him to say goodbye before ending the call.
Sweet Pea quickly began to get ready. He was gonna do it. He had to. This was the perfect chance to do what he'd been meaning to do last night but hadn't got the guts to. He quickly pulled on the flannel and tank top, as well as a pair of black ripped jeans. You know, the usual. While he hunted for his Serpent jacket, he rehearsed what he'd say in his head. Let's just say, it wasn't going very well.
He didn't know how to phrase it. Like, how would you confess your undying love for your best friend, hm? He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, partly due to stress but also partly to do with the fact that his bedhead was getting ridiculous.
He decided to call Fangs. Out of all his friends, he'd the one that would probably know what the best thing to do is in this situation.
He picked up straightaway. "Yo, bro, what's up?" He asked Sweet Pea, slight worry evident in his voice.
Sweet Pea sighed and regurgitated his problem apback to Fangs. There was a silence before Fangs spoke. "Damn," was all he said.
Sweet Pea stared at his phone incredulously. "Seriously dude? That's all you have to say?"
Fangs rolled his eyes at his moody friend. "Give a guy a second to think, damn," Fangs defended before sitting down on his sofa and thinking.
There was a pause.
"Dude, I think you should just get straight to the point, okay? Just say jt and get the hell out of there. If she likes you back, she'll say, okay? If not, she's not the type to hate you forever so I'm sure you'll be fine in that case, got it?"
Sweets thought about this for a second, stroking his chin while deep in thought. Eventually, he began nodding to himself and whispering "yeah... yeah, that could work,"
Fangs smirked, hearing his friend so caught up over this girl. Fangs had never seen Sweet Pea sct like this over someone, let alone a Northsider. Nobody had expected it, and nobody saw it coming. But Fangs was glad that his friend had found someone that he cared deeply about. It was refreshing to see when usually Pea was mean and intimidating to other people around him.
You made him into a nice and much more gentle person, and Fangs thanked you for that.
Fangs eventually hung ip, having given all the advice he could to Sweets, and was kind of getting tired of the love-sick boy ranting to him. Sweets had barely noticed that he'd hung up, much too prepccupied with talking about the beautiful glint jn your eye you got when you talked about something that you're passionate about.
Once he finally realized he had been hung up on, he checked the time.
10:20. Fuck.
He quickly pulled on his Serpent jacket and ran outside, patting down his pockets for his keys, phone, and wallet. Everything was there and in place. He threw one leg over his motorbike before starting it and zooming along the road, worried about being late for the mos important time he'd spend with you.
Meanwhile, you were already at Pop's deciding to arrive a little earlier than you usually would. Mostly to calm your nerves with a milkshake but also to just have more time to think and prsctice what you were going to say in your head. You bit your lip as you though about the boy simply staring at you with a blank look before just walking off, out of Pop's; out of your life.
It was terrifying.
Right now, you'd give anything in the world, to not be in love with this certain Serpent boy. But that was impossible. Who wasn't in love with him?
As Pop cam over to gather your empty milkshake glasses, you heard the roar of a motorbike pull up outside, setting the butterflies in your stomach into a flurry, hitting the walls lf your stomach and fluttering their tiny eings harshly. You peered out of the clear window, clesrly noticing Sweet Pea demounting his motorbike gracefully, hopping off and beginning to make his way jnside.
You closed your eyes and took a deep breath and closed your eyes. When you heard the bells ring, you opened your eyes and smiled towars the door, Sweet Pea noticing you immediately as he walked in, making a beeline straught for you,
Your heart fluttered as he shot you that beautiful grin, sliding into the booth with you. "Hey, sorry am I late?" He asked, leaning on his hand with his elbow on the booth table. You shook your head, smiling.
"No, no, lf course not," you replied, more than aware of the obvious blush that was currently on your cheeks. "I'm sure you're um, wondering why I asked you here, right?"
He laughed lightly. "Was it not just to hang out because you had such a great time last time?" He asked jokingly, teasing slightly.
You rolled your eyes at him. "Oh yes, of course," you said sarcastically. "No, I just really need to tell you something, Sweets," you say, fidgeitng with your hands on the table. "Right... I-"
"What would you two kids want?" Pop asked, turning up out of nowhere just as you were just about to begin talking
Your eyes darted from Pea to Pop before smiling sweetly at Pop. "We'll have two choclate milkshakes and a tub of fries to share please," you said kindly, Pop nodding and walking off. While your back was turned, he sneakily waved at Pea and mouthed "good luck," which definitely made him feel a lot more confident.
Once your food came, Sweet Pea tok a deep breath. "Well, there's actually something I meed to tell you as well," Sweet Pea admitted, bringing the milkshake to his lips as he sat there, gazing into your eyes intensely. "Listen, Y/N/N... I, uh..." he trailed off, not exactly knowing how to word something lunch ss this. "Fuck... I'm really bas at things like this, ss you know," he chuckles to yimself, before shutting himself up. "Well, Y/N/N, first of all, I just want you to know how much I care about you, okay? In this-" He gestured round the room. "-this town, you are the one that I'd do anything for. Not Toni. Not Jughead. Not even Fangs. You," he whispered, a blush settling itself on his cheeks.
You said nothing. You were simply frozen in your spot. Never in your dreams did you think this moment would come.
But it wasn't to be celebrated.
Sweets could sense that he'd done something wrong, or st least he felt like it. The atmosphere was tense and awkward. "Shit..." he whispered to himself. "Shit!" He repeated, louder this time, cursing himself for being such an idiot. "I'm so stupid... I knew you wouldn't feel the same way, shit..." he buried his head in his hands before abruptly standing up while you stared at him, dumbfounded.
He took one last look at you, telling you a "sorry," before swiftly getting out of there, the bell on the door ringing as he walked outside.
You only realised what had actually just happened about ten minutes later. You were finally able to break your own trance, yet there was only one thought going through your mind currenlty.
He likes you.
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patricianandclerk · 5 years
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liveblogging episode 1
hhhh i already love the scrapbook style and the NARRATION, I'm in LOVE
I'm loving how much stuff is just... the same as the book??? like!! guh. remiiiix.
"it starts, as it will end, with a garden"
OHHHHHH
i love that the hem of aziraphale's robe in the beginning is kind of unfinished and fraying it's... a great look.
tue TATTOO i die!!
i can't believe aziraphale is all but screaming "top me" within SECONDS
why is crowley such a fucking HOMO im CRYING
"i don't think you can do the wrong thing..." the "do me" is silent, i think
im dying at aziraphale SHIELDING him. with his wing like he doesn't NEED to!!! and crowley doesn't even ASK! he just sidles. under!!! god im d y i n g
God hastur and ligur... why are they EVEN MKRE MARRIED than aziraphale and crowley? big respect
GOD THE MUFFLED MUSIC FROM THR CAR!! i cry. what a FAG i LOVE him. he's so WEIRD... also why does he need to sashay his HIPS like that
also I'm sorry to sound like I'm prejudiced against posh english cunts, it's just that i am, and crowley sounds fuckin DRUNK the WHOLE TIME
"Glorious tool" jesus WEPT
also why is cumberbend even IN this, jesus, so unnecessary
ALSO OMG AZIRAPHALE BABEY LOVES SUSHI
G A B R EIL
im,,,,, he's so hot
"its sushi... its nice..."
gabriel didn't need to be this homo but im. so grateful
aziraphale is so AWKWARD with gabriel and i diiiie.
THE NUNS!!! AND THEIR SPY MUSIC!!! GOD!!!
THE NAMES. I LOVE
the score is so fucking good?? im love!
i love the CARD thing!!!! god crowley looks so FUCKED i LOVE him... god i REALLY love his... vibe. he's so different to book crowley but IM INTO IT
GOD the dowlings are SO unbearable its LEGIT
aaah i LOVE the lil black and white shot of what the winks mean!!!! this is so CREATIVEly shot and conceived and im. into!!! the whole thing
also mary is so dumb and I'm just like... big respect
Americans are so,,,, "warlocke??? YAAAS" its wild
aziraphale...... u fag.... im crying
"heaven will finally triumph over hell" just say you want to top, you dumb slut
ans crowley oh my god APPEALING to his HEDONISM im. DYING, he's so m e a n
crowley's hair is so pretty and i also just... cry over aziraphale LOVING food and crowley WATCHING him? the whole time?
"for special occasions..."
"brain city, whales" yeah bc u don't have a fucking brain you stupid thot oh my god
they're so DUMB
OH MY GOD THE SOBERINH UP PROCESS IS HIDEOUS IM SCREAMING
lads that's so GROSS why do you have to DO it like that
hastur omg you bastard im love!!
why is crowley so good at pushing all of aziraphale's buttons like he's the gayest fucking accordion ever im DYING... "we'll be godfathers, sort of" and the SOFT SMILE im. CRYING
"its not that bad when you gey used to it"
BROTHER FRANCIS IS FUCKING HIDEOUS CHRIST
utterly Horrible and I Hate It.
also I'm sorry but i absolutely hate the lullaby. not that it isn't well written! not that it isn't CUTE! just that my whole body is EMBARRASSED by how fuckinh extra it is
i do appreciate how they made warlock is a lil tiny tim parody and is equally annoying
I LOVE HELLS Design!!!!
also crowley's stupid man bun thing it's so cute... and also heaven? i also love that design and it's equally creepy and weird
i really love how thr angels have their lil bits of gold and silver!!!
aziraphale's glasses...
PLEASE DO NO T LICK THE WALLS FUCK
hilarious that they gave warlock a fuckin snape hairdo jesus wept
crowley: we could kill him, y/y?
IM SAYING YOU COUDL KILL HIM YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE SO BLUNT
aziraphale is so soft and upset and im,,,,
god
it's interesting to have this as crowley TEMPTING him bc it's so traditional and it's really interesting that like... crowley is trying to tempt him but aziraphale just wants? jim?
also the magic is SO cute!
aziraphale is SO adorable and im,,,,
also i know WHY a twelve year old didn't call him a faggot but like, to be fair... he is one...
GOD THE CAKE IM WAILING also the slick way crowley just slithers out
idk I'm interested in the way they've put some of thr traits around... not jsut aziraphale reviving the dog, but that killing the boy is crowley's idea originally - it is a more traditional angel /demon split, which makes sense, given that its for tv and these chars are gonna be simpler?
idk i stand by the fact that I'm treating these as diff chars in a separate fandom
esp bc like... idk, brian and wensleydale are... idk, i never imagined brian as a little thin boy lol, so that's a bit of a? wensleydale also looks... cute, rather than being a little weirdo
ALSO...
interesting
"i know what you smell like!" fucking hell
but also like. idk it's interesting that crowley is more... explicitly lying to head office, and thst aziraphale is way more like
oh you must not lie, even to other demons? hm. yes!!!
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xottzot · 6 years
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2017-12(DEC)-17th---Sunday--LOTSA RAIN THEY DIDN'T PREDICT AGAIN.
2017-12(DEC)-17th---Sunday--LOTSA RAIN THEY DIDN'T PREDICT AGAIN.
It's raining. It's been raining a LOT in this hellhole area since about, oh I dunno, 6pm?, I don't know exactly because I was in bed in severe pain and trying to get some sleep.
This early evening I had to get out of bed to let poor Sam & Max outside in the pouring rain. It was cold. They got wet. I tried to dry them down. Max refused to be toweled, and began to get VERY growley and was on his way to becoming vicous.
Late at night, we had to do the same again. I tried to let them out in a gap in the rain and it fucking well rained HARD just as I let them outside as if the raining weather was waiting for me to let them out. Both dogs got wet AGAIN. However this time, because Max was utterly exhausted, he growled less and allowed me to towel the worst of the rainwater from him.
So lets' see shall we about today....rain VERY early A.M. sometime around 2am this morning WHICH THEY DID NOT FORECAST FOR THIS AREA, and both poor Sam & Max got wet and cold, then later today MORE RAIN WHICH THEY DID NOT PREDICT FOR THIS AREA, and AGAIN poor Sam & por Max got wet and on the climb to being soaked.
It's as I ALWAYS say, the fucking weather crystal ball predictions for this hellhole area are exactly that, just fucking useless kinda, maybe, we dun jussin guessin dems weather for ya's.....shit. - Darts thrown into a dartboard whilst being blindfolded 'skills'.
And before it was raining, it had been too warm, and towards being too hot. Dry, blustery winds, a little dusty or at least stiring up the dust everywhere already opon everything at this hellhole area.
Now it's cool and lovely and almost cold. And the rain keeps comimg down upon this hellhole area at any time it wants. It rained a lot, was quite heavy a few odd times, but because it's so utterly bone dry and lifeless, it all just sunk into the parched dry ground and soon was gone, or it ran off into the road drains and was gone but left the roads wet.
At least the air is soemwhat 'cleaner' except for all the shit in the air from the MANY low flying big jet airliners coming into land at Perth Airport. When I go to sleep I ALWAYS fucking know teh fucking damn jets will wake me up before dawn simply because it's 'a Monday', one of the now MANY 'days' they are so rampant.
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Early this morning, an aboriginal woman loaded up a childs pram overloaded with junk at Fatguts abo criminal household place then wheeled it off and away. But later during the day she was seen AGAIN with the same stuff and pram and going in exactly the opposite direction and was down at the Koongamia school carpark area.
Still later again today it was the VERY VERY violent abo woman, this time SHE was wheeling the overloaded with junk pram and was going BACK into Fatguts place with the pram and junk.
Not long afterwards she was seen going all about ON THE ROADS in a hurry and back again, but this time without the pram of junk.
Then she was off yet again, along with several of the other VERY criminal abos from Fatguts place and roaming all about. - YOU DEAR READER DO NOT WANT TO ENCOUNTER THEM. - And of course an abo toddler-in-diapers was roaming about as well.
LOTSA foot traffic of abo's between Fatguts criminal aboriginal household and the criminal aboriginal household across the road from them, CONSTANT, back and forth, barely without end, an abo toddler-in-diapers was of course doing the same, crossing the road by itself back and forth over and over.....endless abo kids on pushbikes, no bicyle helmets (why are THEY COMPLETELY TOTALLY exempt), is it becauise they are riding crazily and traditionally, darting in front of traffic, and have been doing so since Captain Cook came to Australia centuries ago?
NONE of this is a step-by-step 'guide' as to all the endless shit going on. Maybe you should just bundle it all together in a shit bucket, shake it all up and throw it out in one foetid toxic splash and maybe then you'll get an approximation, but even then you'd fail. - They roam around like diseased ants from an anthill of shit.
At one time it was noticed a car was parked in one of the standard parking-and-observing postitions. They were overtly being observed by the abo's.....was that car one of the many 'Watchers' or Police? - Who the fuck knows or cares.....ALL this shit has been going on for YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS......
Later on, after it had been raining, and before dark, along comes the VERY VERY violent abo bitch AGAIN, but this time she had a female adult companion with her who was carrying a length of pipe or a wooden thing that could be used as a weapon, but they went around the street corner, around one of the newest residents properties and the piece of wood was tossed onto their street verge out of sight of anyone watching her throw it down and which could be retrieved anytime. That street verge id rapidly accumualting LOT of discarded rubbish deliberately thrown down to the ground by feral aboriginals from the criminal households.
Then they hurried down and were about to go into Fatguts criminal abo household when it began to rain hard, The VERY VERY violent bitch went into Fatguts place whilst the other woman suddenly turned 180 degrees away and trotted across the road and into the other main criminal abo household. She coudl have just gone under their carport to get out of the rain but didn't. - Please...it should be pointed and REMEMBERED that BOTH HOUSEHOLDS should utterly be considered the SAME criminal one because they are so closely linked and the inhabitants not only constantly roam back and forth ALL THE TIME at any time of the day or night, but inhabitants from one will sleep and stay for days and nights at one abo household when they 'normally' live at the other. - Or they will go off and 'live' at other affiliated abo households but always eventually return. THIS HAS BEEN GOING ON FOR YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS.....
I keep wondering if that VERY VERY violent abo woman simply goes from one criminal abo household to the next in an endless looping routine. Only leaving when the criminal abo inhabitants can't stand anymore of her and send her off to go to another criminal abo housheold...or maybe when she gets what she can out of them money/drugs/whatever and just moves onto newer hunting grounds, which also keeps her out of being noticed by authorities.
The phrase "of no-fixed-address" used to be a mark of a total criminal shithead, but now it seems to be a badge of criminal honour....and 'traditional'......
I wonder how often abo people are hounded into compliance whilst criminals use the excuse that they are 'all related' and so they MUST do as they're told by other abo's, especially the criminals?
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The rain won't last long. But who can tell from the shitty almost TOTALLY useless weather department with regards to this hellhole area.
They're forecasting crystal ball shit again that it's going to once again get VERY hot this week coming.
So it'll be back to fucking hell again real soon in this hellhole.
This rain is an abberation. All it will do is to make weds grow. So all the work I did getting rid of some at this hellhole and fucking my back up AGAIN, all the weeds will all return as if I did nothing. So I'll have to do it all fucking AGAIN. And AGAIN giving me extreme pain. Along with my other VERY VERY terrible pain of not being with dear Fliss.
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Cath can enjoy her Xmas period at her home in Queensland with her family, and perhaps Fliss might visit her since she is (one of) Fliss's dearest friends or claims to be (but who Fliss leads along lying to as well as she does to everyone), And maybe they'll have a jolly Xmas and they will of course not give a fucking shit about me, the one who loves dear Fliss so very much and how I took care of her ceaselessly and constantly and so hard and did so earnestly when ALL OTHERS threw poor Fliss to the wolves.
Oh yes, it's easy to lie to everyone and put me out of the picture and have me suffer whilst you live it up, and joke and laugh, and find somebody else to hold up to insane hatred methodology that you kind of people love to espouse and try to make yourselves look 'proper' and 'concerned' and 'caring'. I have NEVER been the bad person you have made me out to be. NOT at all. But YOU don't care.
And you wonder why poor Max is consantly growling and vicious? - YOU ABANDONED HIM.
And you wonder why poor Sam, just as I was typing this was having AGAIN a very terrible nightmare and howling in his sleep? - YOU ABANDONED HIM.
And you wonder why all the things I say about me have smashed upon me for the past two years, all starting from when YOU dear Fliss crashed and YOU had a mental breakdown, then fled, telling lies to any and everyone so you could gain acceptance and the love and acceptance to be back into your family that you were secretly conspiring to regain at all costs.
I was ALWAYS trying to get you dear Fliss to reconsile with your family. Well you've doen that now, everyone thinks it was all YOUR doing, but it was mine also. In effect it turned out that it was me comitting and contributing to my own suicide. YOU dear Fliss lied and lied and lied and said all the things you could to engender yourself back into the fold of your family and to have them accept you. And you did that by lying and lying and throwing me to the wolves, when all I ever have done is to give you my sincere love love and SO MUCH SUPPORT to which NOBODY has any idea of.
Was THAT what was your friend in Queensland Sue was warning me about you of before the year 2000?
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I'm going to go to bed and try to sleep before it is Monday tomorrow. It will be in vain. And I will be blamed for not being able to sleep.
Fuck it.
I'm in fucking HELL.
Great......now there's VERY LOUD LIGHTNING OUTSIDE!. Now I've got to shut this system down completely and unplug it.
I'll send this message up into my blog and chroncicle of fucking hell, the same thing that dear Fliss doesn't read or cares about or of me or of anything except her own selfish wants and desires, the VERY things I was always trying to help her with, and I was ALWAYS try to get Fliss to be more open and communcative with her family, and she did, by fucking well blaming me for EVERYTHING when that was never the case.
Talk about utter betrayal......
The sole surviving chicken is all alone by itself, in a dark shed, in the rain and noise and is waiting to die alone. This too is what Fliss has wrought. She brought that poor chicken here from where I have no idea. It was the loudest, most crazy chicken, most rampant and almost a rooster hen I have ever seen and always trying to fake it's way to being the leader of the flock. No wonder Fliss had so much affinity to it.
I love you dear Fliss and want to be with YOU just as you promised us BOTH, away from this hellhole and living the lives we always were striving for but was kept from us both by others. I have ALWASY told the truth and suffered for it. So much for the fucking lie of the saying that 'cheats and liars never prosper.".............no wonder the fucking world is fucking well going to shit and all the fuckwits are prospering and taking over more and more and making everyones lives a misery..... - I love YOU dear Fliss and want to be with YOU just as you PROMISED us BOTH!
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xottzot · 7 years
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2017-4(APR)-29-Saturday. in despair
2017-4(APR)-29-Saturday. in despair
I've taken up smoking.
It's the healthy responsible thing to do for everyone, especially children and babies included. And any non-smokers are not only encouraged to smoke, they are forced to smoke no matter what. It's entirely legal. It's been entirely decided. So has thieving.
There's no need to remain alive for anything.
What actually is happening is that EVERY morning, I awake to this hovel and outside AND INSIDE being filled with bushfire smoke.
Forget about being cautious about fires in Australia because the authorities here are constantly setting fire and burning vast tracts of land and filling the air that you breath with choking smoke. And if that's not bad enough, it makes other people dd to it all by lighting and burnng their own fires. And they do it also by burning literally rubbish in their backyards, plastic...any foul thing you can think of they set fire to and make terrible acrid smoke which joins in with the other smoke. If it doesn't want to burn, or is not burning quick enough to their liking, then throw petrol on it and force it to burn......
My bed smells of smoke. My clothes smell like smoke. Sam & Max their coats smell like smoke. Often they sneeze because of the smoke. Just as I sneeze too from the smoke. I wake up every day to massive headaches. Headaches that doctors are stumped by and shake their heads at and keep trying evermore 'new' ineffectual means to control. And they look at me and think I'm a liar. Which I have never been and are not. I have become a rarity because I speak the truth about things.
In seasons wet or dry, (it is still bone dry), there's a huge pall of smoke outside every morning now, and of course it creeps into this hovel and fills it up so that it stays in this hovel all day. There is no wind. All the conditions they state which are perfect to set fire to everything. The same conditions that make it impossible for the stench of burning rubbish to blow away. And so this hovel fills with that stench.
It creates terrible headaches. And so I am forced to take painkillers for that. And whenever I go to the doctors to get painkiller prescriptions renewed, the doctors all ask, "Do you smoke?", and I always answer truthfully, "No, I don't smoke.", and they always reply, "Good, good. You don't want to be doing that."
But I AM smoking, and smoking heavily just by being alive. Just by breathing in this stench as I sleep literally, and whenever I am awake.
My eyes are stinging, my throat is burning.
And whenever someone in the public dares to ever complain about the smoke, authorities every time get vicious at them and declare, 'We MUST burn off vast tractcs of land to prevent vast tracts of land burning up when bushfires happen.'
In the NEWS, there's stories to divert your attention away from the fact of fires and terrible smoke where I am.....such as 'oh we discovered some flowers that look like Arnold Schwarzenegger and Danny DeVito! We'e going to name them in their honour!"
Did the named duo discover them? - Nope. - Somobody simply decided the plants 'look' like the two people. - Yes really, it's actual NEWS.
And one picture had the backgrund of a burnt-out black area devoid of all life except for the plants. (they changed the photo soon enough)
West Australian authorities have, from whatever reasons in past history, caused houses, infrastructure, and even entire towns to be burned down in their fervent zeal to burn all the bush around.....to stop it from being burned down.
'It's better to burn down under our 'control', rather that it to be burn uncontrollably and for peoples lives to put at risk.', they constantly intone and is their mantra.
And then they threaten you by saying, "You wouldn't want your house to burn up in a fire would you!?", and you of course correctly answer, "No.", and thy retort, "See!? So go away and shut the hell up and let us do what we want."
Any illness or ailments you have are exacerbated by smoke, and the smoke of neighbours getting into the bandwagon and burning foul rubbish they don't want to be dicovered putting into rubbish bins. And so they add to the burnnig and foul stench.
And then there are the aboriginal kids, young school-aged kids that should be in classrooms but never are, and they openly just walk around these streets of this hellhole smoking cigarettes and anything else they can scavenge from off the road and footpaths. And if they can't find any, they steal them. I see them all the time now about this hellhole. They have already seen they can do anyhing they like, and so they constantly keep trying more and more.
And they then go onto booze. Alcohol of any means, of any type they can get their hands on. Any type they can steal.
And the 'latest' fad that has been around this helhole for many years is to wander around (just like all the aboriginals do) with a plastic softdrink bottle. But whether the bottle ever contain softdrink or water can never be determined because who's going to be checking for that? (I've had to clean up rubbish from this hellhole, even my own yard, and the stench of booze that's been in it the bottles is overpowering and sickening and makes me want to vomit everytime.)
And the filthy creatures they are, they throw the empty bottles anywhere, ANYWHERE they want, they throw them into innocent peoples yards. They literally hurl them into peoples yards in this hellhole.
The newest residents next door to the aboriginal CRIMINAL HOUSEHOLD had their front yard being the recipient of plastic bottles from the very first days they had arrived to live there. And still more keep appearing on and in their yard no matter how many they pick up and put into their rubbish bins.
Long ago it used to glass bottles. But glass bottles could be collected and handed in for money (coins), and the more that was collected, the more money could be made. Authorities got rid of all that. Now there is nothing like that anymore. - Now you are supposd to just collect all that glass refuse and hand it over for it to be recycled but you are not paid for it. The same goes for all rubbish.
Sometimes the aboriginals will scavenge up empty plastic bottles from the roads and yards of others, not to keep things nice and clean or teh environment (which they supposedly hold so dear) but because they want to use the bottles themselves, whether it's to re-fill thwm with booze they can (and do) openly drink in the streets or to drink from anywhere else. And if there's softdrink in it they can mix it with strong alcohol. And kids drink that too.
The 'stolen generation', a term once used to describe an official policy decades ago whereby 'at risk' children were snatched by authorities and then foisted upon foster parents is once again active. It actually never went away. And once more its making NEWS. And the aboriginals are very upset by it all.
They are demanding that authorities do EVERYTHING the aboriginals want, even stating that it is their rights to drink heavily and to smoke heavily. They state that that is legal. They try to associate 'traditional' values to filthy habits of self-destruction. And the authorities are getting more and more compliant. There are inumerable politicans and officials who couldn't care lss about anything or anyone, and those values they insist upon everyone else whilst at the same time lying about being so 'caring' about it all.
Politicans raise money by having everything taxed, even plastic bottles. Politicians hate somebody else making money when instead they could have it to themsleves, hence taxes upon everything, that most people try to asume don't exist, or they'll state they are so small, so why should it matter? -- And that's also why the used glass bottle collector men are no longer existing. All that glass just goes into rubbish bins (or is smashed all about) so that can go off elsewhere and make somebody else money.
South Australia was (and I don't know if it still is), the last place in Australia to have the 'returns policy' in effect so that people could get money from bottle returns. It kept strests clear of broken glass, the money was used by anyone on eremely low incoomes to grovel about and have a chance to earn some money, just like it did all across Ausralia. And which used to be worldwide. This was why there was the usual 'deposit' on a drink bottle was always being stated, often imprinted on the bottle or can itself. Do you even rememeber that? Nobody does anymore in this hellhole. It doesnt exist.
There often would be NEWS items of social groups, charities, small clubs, who had ben collecting bottles and cans and proudly 'making money',and they would be using that money to fund things of imoprtance, including public importance. -- Not anymore. All that stopped.
Now countless worthy organisations are always fincially fading away, being abuptly cut off, told they had to go because they coudl not be financed, or could be afforded. And there is always the bullshit propaganda promises of ''We're goibg to beging start of 'X' that we (hope) will be able to make 'X' organisation more sustainable and actually will make it better and grow to further the good work that 'X' has been doing....blah blah blah'
But those in power had long ago decided they wanted to rort every sytem they could to detroy it and pocket whetver money they could out of it all which at the same time made everything worse, NOT better. -- And that is how everything is today, and is accepted as being 'normal' and 'expected'. - Constant 'experiments' start, and fail, then eventually come back again and again with the the same failed results and always the same excuses and promises.
The criminals revel in such a foetid environment. And that engenders all the shitheads to do likewise.
And the aboriginals who have always been criminal they remain criminal, and they grow worse, whilst all and everyone else who is honest and caring suffers.
And so you have children and small ones, becoming smoking adicts, and alcohol addicts, and crime is high and ever rising and escalating, and it all feeds in on itself.
And as always, as soon any authorities then tries to reign in control, they fail.
Apparently now Australia is being a victim of the drug 'meth'. And as always, those meth addicts ARE the ones causing so much trouble and turmoil along with everything else.
And there is the usual bullshit methodology employed, 'think of the little ones!', and so the authoritoes are once more 'taking' children away from families. But those childen are already long-gone, addicts themselves anor criminals.
It's been stated in the NEWS that those children are the babies of addicts, and affected by alcohol even before they are born and afterwards because of their mothers who are addicts. The fathers are always semingly non-existent in such affairs. But they are born from addicted 'parents', grow up in an environment of addicted 'parents' and relations, and they adopt criminal ways to continue it all and on and on it goes.
And once more, as always, there are the 'grandparents' who are supposedly so pure and immune from it all and are so many times the unofficial foster parents of kids. It's those foster parents can also be addicts of everything, but they may not even be related. And whomever adopts the children is then brought down by the insane actions of the feral children who are also addicts in their own rights.
And if you ARE innocent and dare to complain about any crime, YOU are then pounced upon by authorities and Police and all manner of associate groups who blame YOU for their woes in trying to deal with anything.
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I am feeling VERY cold. I was very cold IN bed. I will not get warm all today.
Perhaps I should just light a fire and houehold rubbish rather than put it into a rubbish bin? And maybe I should just burn the plastic rubbish bin itself and add to all the foetid smoke in the air? Why not? Everyone else is doing it.
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Despair.
Utter despair.
P@8:18am--29-April-2017---I love you Fliss and want to be with you.
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