Cant stand putting feelings into ppl cause it always bites me in the ass. Always
If someone ever tells you a certain song is important to them you should turn it up and lay on your bed and close your eyes and really listen to it even if its 10 minutes long because at the end you will know that person much better I think
My love for this post is unbelievable.
BEST COOKIES OF LIFEEEEEE
“His name is Kendrick Kj Johnson he was beaten to death at his High School here in Valdosta Ga the police is covering up his story by saying there was no foul play but clearly you can see its a lie. They have yet to give the Johnson/Tooley family any answers. Im only asking for a minute of your time to plz share his story we need all the support we can get. Please support the Kendrick Kj Johnson movement.”
To everyone following my blog, please share this information! Time has repeated itself and repeated the Emmett Till Case all over again. The Valdosta Police are trying to say that he climbed on top of an upright tumbling mat, fell into it upside down and died… He went missing during one of his classes and was found the next day like what you see above. The police would not let the family identify the body upon finding KJ’s body…. Now I don’t know about you but no one would be that bloated and disfigured after 24hrs stuck in a tumbling mat.
Below you will find a link to a compilation of News articles involving his death and a petition go get the federal government involved in solving his murder.
This Family deserves answers, prayers, and Justice! Please Share and get our communities involved!!!
i cant wait..
Bailey School: Where students befriend older, flamboyant men- and even go rowing and camping with them- and their parents and teachers don’t seem to care.
I read all these books!!!
Nothing ever sees to go right
My past regrets haunt me everyday which it that much harder to move past them
This is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever read.
Oh my god that was written so beautifully. I’m literally speechless
can we just keep my source that’s all i ask
oh my god
I knew it was too good to be true
You asked me if I wanted to get drunk and stay the night, and I said yes, and we ending up just lying there in bed, my head resting on your chest, thinking about all the parties we didn’t go to or the roads we didn’t turn down or the words we never said because we thought they sounded too foolish or romantic or silly. And eventually we came to the conclusion that there’s always gonna be the nights when we break down in the car by ourselves listening to The Smiths in a dark, empty parking lot, or the days when even opening our eyes requires more effort than dragging someone out of a burning building.
But then your hand drifted down and it rested over my heart, and we sat there like that for a while, smoking, the city outside just breathing and breathing, over and over again, all the lights out there symbolizing college girls pinching their skin in the mirror or two elderly people falling in love for what feels like the millionth time. The awkward first dates at coffee shops and the librarians who go home and watch porn for two hours every night. You told me all these extraordinary things were happening every day and that sometimes it didn’t matter what road we didn’t take or the things we never said because somewhere out there, there was another couple lying in a shabby little bed with only a few covers, touching each others’ skin and trying to feel alright again when everything was crashing down on them.