Do You Ever Feel Like Bleak And Just So Fucking Tired And Rundown And Idk… Cynical? Maybe Defeated

if you don't do anything else today,

Please have a moment of silence for the people who were killed instead of freed when news of emancipation finally reached the furthest corners of the american south.

have another moment for the ledgers, catalogs, and records that were burned and the homes that were destroyed to hide the presence of very much alive and still enslaved people on dozens of plantations and homesteads across the south for decades after emancipation.

and have a third moment for those who were hunted and killed while fleeing the south to find safety across the border, overseas, in the north and to the west.

black people. light a candle, write a note to those who have passed telling them what you have achieved in spite of the racist and intolerant conditions of this world, feel the warmth of the flame under your hand, say a prayer of rememberance if you are religious, place the note under the candle, and then blow it out.

if you have children, sit them down and tell them anything you know about the life of oldest black person you've ever met. it doesn't have to be your own family. tell them what you know about what life was like for us in the days, years, decades after emancipation. if you don't know much, look it up and learn about it together.

This is Juneteenth.

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“average person eats 3 spiders a year” factoid actualy just statistical error. average person eats 0 spiders per year. Spiders Georg, who lives in cave & eats over 10,000 each day, is an outlier adn should not have been counted

I’m sobbing because all Sam wants is to be safe and happy and he wants that for his big brother too. And his big brother plays this big, unafraid persona, a persona that belts out Bon Jovi songs as he drives to his death under the guise of skipping the sappy emotional moments. When really his strong, protective, awesome big brother who is brave and selfless and so so good and not afraid of anything, is terrified. He’s scared that everything he touched he ruins and that he is the reason everything seems to turn to shit, and he’s scared that he’s not good enough, and that he’s going to make it worse. He’s terrified, but he asks to sing Dead or Alive instead to take Sammy’s mind off of how scary it is, and he plays along until Sam is into it enough that he doesn’t notice his fear. He’s scared to love and lose and he’s scared because he truly believes that he is inherently bad. But Sammy takes care of him. His brave big brother, who carries the weight of the world, who would carry much more if it meant Sam didn’t have to, he makes sure that when his nerves flare up, he is grounded and can find his breath. He keeps him steady, stable, and calm. He looks out for his brave big brother, who was more of a father, and a better father to him than John ever was, because that’s what they do for each other. They take care of each other.

sam helps Dean with his deep breathing exercises every time he’s anxious. if U even care

u know what makes me lowkey sad? when someone says ‘i know it seems silly’ before talking about something they clearly care very deeply about bc u know that means someone gave them shit for caring that much about that thing before which is Fucked Up.

This applies for just about always. Except maybe *maybe* spooky szn.

Reblog to let your followers know that they’re safe from jumpscares/screamers/etc from you on April 1st but they are NOT safe from getting boop’d like an idiot amen

Lmfao they just keep proving OPs point

new atheists deride religion as “primitive superstition” but when you hear their take on what religion is it’s clear they have the shallowest concept of it

Racing to finish the arcana so I can start writing fics abt my husband and my other spouses. They are the lomls

Drawing him seems to be the only thing that gives me peace now, so there's that

The Klance revival out of nowhere is so random, but like I am being dragged back into it against my will but yk what. There are worse things to like.

HOW MANY SPAM EVIL BOOPS UNTIL WE BECOME BOOP BESTIES AND MOOTS?!