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Thing I am happy about.
A while ago I started crocheting. And I sent a picture of a bag to my aunt, she she told my other aunt, and the both wanted to *purchase A bag from me. So I made them, now I get like 70 bucks. So yay!
Have a good day, peoples.
Quick Random Rant.
The other day, I was at the office of my psychiatrist, and since I am somewhat suicidal, she suggested that I got to an outpatient.
[which I do not want to do]
And then, she made the joke (I think it was a joke) and me needing to go to the inpatient when I was like 17.
That's fun.
Anyways, I might have to go to an outpatient soon.
Hope everyone is having a good day.
PULLING STRINGS MENTION IN YOUR BIO OMG
I've listened to the soundtrack of grease rise of the pink ladies, but cannot watch it, and I so far have not found a way of pirating it. But to me the song is very relatable (in a way) of just over thinking everything and feeling stuck. (Sorry about the small rant). Also Jason Schmidt just sounds great, also I'm very exited that butterfly (by Jason Schmidt) just came out.
GUYS THE TRUMP ADMINISTRATION IS TESTING OM TRANS PEOPLE
GUYS IF THIS ISNT REBLOGGED IT WONT FUCKING BE SEEN.
WHAT THE FUCK
what the actual fuck.
this is so fucked up holy fuck
We need to get someone who can do something to see it
I wrote some stuff and I want y'alls opinion.
Theyâre The Problem. Not Us.
Why?
Why was all she asked and thought.Â
Why did they do this?
Why do they put bad people in power?
Why do they think that those powerful men want to protect women?
âLilli.â Kaitlyn said, snapping in Lillianaâs face.
âEarth to Lilliana.â
âWhat?â Lilliana asked, startled at the fingers in her face.
âTheyâre watching,â Kaitlyn said, lowering her voice.
âDang it.â Lilliana whispered.
âKeep low, we canât let them be suspicious of us.â
The two girls walked down the sidewalk, no cars whizzed by - it was a quiet day.
Most likely meaning there was some type of meeting between them.
âWhat have we become?â Lilliana questioned as she looked down at her hands.
âThoughtless forms of life.â Kaitlyn answered solemnly.
âBut we have thoughts.â Lilliana said.
âThoughts controlled by the men of this place.â Kaitlyn said back.
âWhat even is this place?
We were born here and no one told us anything.
The only people who know where we are ⌠are the men that founded this place.
We are separated by a big wall.
A literal wall.
Between men and women.â
.........................
Prologue
There was a wall separating both men and women.
It was decided by men.
And no woman had a say.
Men took over.
Men ruled.
Women were often thrown away like the trash men said they were.
The women believed it.
They believed they had nothing to live for except for giving more men.
And if a woman gave birth to a girl.
That woman would be punished by a man.
For not making more men.
But if a girl was born.
The men would place a chip in their brain, controlling their thoughts, actions, and everything about her life.
The men were ruthless, strict, punishing, rude, and every name in the book.
Women were taught nothing other than to talk, cook, and serve the man.
Not to read, not to write, not to drive, not to work any job.
The men treated the women like animals.
The baby boys were taken from their mothers, and taught to be like other men.
The âbadâ men as the women said.
But of course: if the woman said anything âbadâ in the man's eyes, she would be punished.
So what would happen if a chip malfunctioned?
..........................
One:
Lilliana was born.
She didnât cry.
She barely even made a sound.
But the second a man saw that she was a girl, they rushed to chip her.
Lilliana squirmed as the man held her as he yelled at the other to get a chip.
âGet the chip, idiot!
 Second cabinet, Third drawer!â
His voice was thundering, booming, loud.
The second man came back with a chip, and a third man came in to punish Lillianaâs mother, Kyra.
There were noises of struggle as the man chipped Lilliana, while the other two punished Kyra.
Kyra was crying, screaming, trying to fight the men off her any way she could.
Though, it was no use.
One man even pulled out a knife and slit Kyraâs neck.
âWhether she lives or dies, I donât care.â The man holding the knife murmured.
Loud footsteps could be heard coming down the hall.
Suddenly they stopped, and the door opened.
It was a man, he seemed middle aged, pepper-gray hair, a suit, and a stern look that never broke.
âPut them past.â
The pepper-haired men said to the other three.
And in seconds, maybe minutes, Lilliana and Kyra were past the wall.
Kyra was bleeding, Lilliana finally making noise, crying.
Kyra was going to die and she knew it.
WIth as much strength she has, Kyra stood, and rushed to the closest house.
âAmelia!â
Kyra yelled, frantically, as she cradled her newborn baby girl.
Hurried footsteps were heard and the door opened. Amelia gasped, âMy god, what happened?â
âThe men are ramping up punishments for things we can't control - the gender of our child.â
Kyra explained.
From the kitchen Kyra heard a baby crying, must have been Kaitlyn.
âCome in.â Amelia gestured inside.
She rushed to get the first aid kit, though old, still useful.
Kyra sat down, still holding Lilliana as she calmed down.
Amelia cleaned the knife wound. And bandaged it, both women not saying anything because they knew more words would mean punishment.
(This is not the end, just what I wrote, and I will take constructive criticism)
Why are Dally's death and Riff's death somewhat similar?
HAPPY PRIDE MONTH PEOPLES!!!