She is not “my girl.”
She belongs to herself, and to all of the world. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.
How much more blessed can I be?
Avraham Chaim, Thoughts after The Alchemist (via theywantmoore)
The Last Supper (classic rock style)
I always thought it would be cool to have rock star legends in the last supper painting and I always wanted to do this… and now I finally did (:
ROBERT PLANT AS JESUS I CAN DIG IT
DAVE. DAVE WHEN DID YOU DO THIS.
I will never get over this
✧ open your third eye ✧
Literally bless this post. And bless Robert plant
Tonight I was sexually harassed at some party in antioch. Initially I thought they were rubbing on me to get at my purse but eventually it led with my ass being slapped and grabbed. Hard. Travis noticed and says “did that fucking guy just grab your ass?” When Travis went to confront the guy and tell him he has no right to put his hands on me, three of the dudes friends jumped him starting with a pot shot to his right cheekbone from behind his right shoulder. They beat him to the ground. I pulled two of them off. They shoved me and claimed “no one wants to touch your fat ugly girlfriend bro!”
But they sure as fuck did. Multiple times. I rushed him to the ER he was blacking out and hyperventilating. His health was more important than a police report. They did emergency CT scans. He’s suffering a mild concussion.
I have never felt so guilty and dehumanized and livid and ashamed and heartbroken. I want to rain hatred and pain upon those 4 fucking misogynistic pieces of fucking low life scum.
You bitch ass worthless pieces of shit how dare you fucking violate my personal space, INSULT ME, and then when confronted you need your little fucking worthless limp dick posse to fucking jump the dude who is standing up for the sanctity of his girlfriend’s personal and emotional space?
I hope your fucking car crashed on the way home and your neck was snapped going through the dash board. All of you. I hope you catch gonorrhea and your dick rots off but only before your piss burns it like acid. I want you to be objectified and I want someone to feel entitled to tpuch whatever they like on your body and entitled to beat your fucking face to the ground the way you felt entitled to mine and my boyfriends. I want all of you to experience the shame and humiliation and dehumanization and pain you caused me and the person I love
Because of you there’s a chance travis may experience real brain damage. If he isn’t the same after this I will never forget and I’ll never stop looking for you I swear on all that is holy.
I will never forget.
Worked on this blue ringed octopus today. One MAYBE two more large sessions until it’s in the books.