Ladder To The Sun

Breathing in, I am still.
Breathing out, I am at peace. ॐ
Kenzie. Atlanta. Psychology grad student. I am learning to love the future.
Carry on, love is coming. Love is coming to us all.

"teeth" by elvis depressedly

teeth white like a ghost something is breaking
wearing this panic like a scar who cares
somewhere bury the shaking dulled out
rip our family apart

think back sick bed summer drains you
fucked up screaming in some back yard
it’s cool cause everyone forgives you who cares
bend break and fuck off

I have my first grad school presentation tomorrow 😬 A 50 minute presentation on Existential Therapy…I don’t think I’ve ever been so anxious

"I think I’m surprisingly different in real life than what people expect or what people project on to me. I’m not actually that awkward, I don’t think. I think people see me as this sarcastic person that doesn’t care about anything. But, on the contrary, I’m pretty emotional and sensitive and I care a lot about things and people. I think in moments where the spotlight is on me — like if I’m doing a talk show — my defenses come into play and maybe that’s why people see me that way. But, I think my sarcasm is often a way for me to get through those moments. I mean, if you came over to my house, I’d make you a cup of tea and be probably really interested in you."

In a study of injuries in 90 patients injured by rubber bullets, one died, 17 suffered permanent disabilities or deformities and 41 required hospital treatment after being fired upon with rubber bullets.

So when the cops claim this is a humane, legitimate crowd control tactic, they’re straight up lying to your face. Don’t let them bullshit you. (x)

Can we just start calling them what they are? Rubber coated bullets. Normal ass, violent, lethal projectiles.

(via x09)

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