All I can say is…wow. Not a good feeling.
Officer Darren Wilson’s gofundme has more money donated than Michael Brown’s memorial fund. White privilege at it’s finest.
I don’t usually post about stuff like this, but please share this in hopes of more people donating to Michael Brown’s family. You can find the gofundme page: here.
7 billion people, 14 billion buttholes
a slight calculative error was madeanus georg
are you implying there’s a human named anus georg who posesses 7 billion buttholes
that is terrifying
let your readers know a sex scene is coming up by making the pages leading up to it progressively stiffer
i just wanted to put this out there since im sure it’ll get written about differently tomorrow.
This is the young man that was walking with Mike Brown,
It sucks cause I feel like he changed his dialect to be taken seriously and to be considered a credible witness it sucks that he has to do that….like him ACTUALLY BEING THERE would not have been enough
in an emergency, consider having your protagonist do the sensible thing and just call 999
Here is a list of poetry prompts, which is now one of my entries in the 30 day poetry challenge. This is extremely meta and I want it to be known.
Day 1: Find a youtube video of someone screaming. Find one that seems like something you can watch at least more than once, but not something too long. It oughtta be somewhere between one and three minutes long. When you’ve watched it once, listen to it again and write down all your associations until the video stops. Now string a poem together from these.
Day 2: Write the poem that you will write when you are alone, that you will write instead of gathering the achievements of humanity in a safe place for when other sapient species show up on what used to be our world. Write a poem about why you refuse to give them that.
Day 3: Try to write a poem for at least an hour, but eventually give up. Feel guilt about this. Feel bad about how nothing you can post today will actually make you feel good because there’s no way to write this poem; no way to fulfill the prompt. Try writing again. Give up again.
Day 4: Pick a favourite word and stare at it until it loses meaning. Now write a poem without that word.
Day 5: Write a poem justifying why you still write poetry instead of just throwing everything in a hole and burning it. Who are you arguing against? Why are you justifying this?
Day 6: Write a limerick that is funny the first time you read it and sad the second.
Day 7: we’ve.
(Day 6- Write a poem of any length incorporating every word from your latest Facebook status.)
(My status was “There’s a hole in the world, it seems we’ve oughtta known.” because Winifred. And then I wanted to be meta, because I’m a giant cock.)