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Iāll wait.. it doesnāt change.
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Sandra Bland was not alive in her mugshot. When you are arrested, you are pictured in the clothes you are arrested in, not in prison clothes. When they take your picture, you are told not to tilt your head or lean against the wall. There is a clear shadow where her head touches the background, most likely the floor. Her cell had tan walls and gray floors. Her head is on a gray background. You can clearly see the gray floor in the first photo and in the right corner in the second photo. Her hair is falling towards the background. Gravity is pulling her hair down because she is on the floor. It is impossible to keep your shoulder straight like her right shoulder is while standing. It is likely that she was on the ground with her right arm outstretched when this picture was taken. When they take your picture, you are told to look directly at the camera. Her eyes are lifeless and unfocused. The police department claims she hung herself from a 5-foot platform when Sandra was around 6 feet tall. The photo of her cell has a trash can in it. Trashcans are not allowed in jail cells because they can not be bolted to the floor. Police claim the scene was not tampered with before the photo, but the trash bag they claim she hung herself with has been replaced with a new one. Sandra told her sister on the phone that she thought her shoulder was broken. Someone with a broken shoulder can not lift their arm high enough to hang themself. The dashcam footage from her arrest is clearly edited, as cars appear and disappear in the middle of the road. The officers knew they were wrong in arresting her. They knew she was going to take them to court. She was a strong-spirited activist. She did not go from being a fighter to being suicidal in a matter of days. The police fucking murdered her and their pathetic attempts at hiding it are not fooling anybody.
them: so are you a morning person?
me: no
them: more of a night person?
me: no
them: so what then
me: i'm not a person at all, i'm more of an abstract concept
you know racial tension is so high in my city that black kids arenāt playing outside.
at first i thought it was the heat. itās SUPER HOT. been over 95 degrees most days. but then i was like no. weāre use to this. itās actually been a mild summer for us.
black and brown kids are staying inside to be safe. only the white kids roll about the neighborhood.
i live in aĀ āgoodā part of town. and this is happening.
i go out shopping. you donāt see black teens out and about anymore. iāll see a few, but itās like everyone thatās a minority in my city just vanished from everyday life.
and when weāre out and see each other, weāre comparing notes. making sure one another is safe. wondering what new white supremacy rally is happening next, and to not engage. that weāre scared but trying to act nonchalant. to not scare the kids more you know? but weāre scared.Ā
white adults are out here planting confederate flags on their trucks, riding in black spaces. having parades.
the amount of white pride shirts iāve seen have skyrocketed.
iām seeing more white guys with confederate flag tattoos.
banners on trucks. cars. shirts.Ā
and then when they see a black person at the grocery store, itās this standstill. some glare, some smirk, and some glance at their white pride shire, and look away.
and all the black people in the store just silently move to another section. go to another lane.
the cashiers, teens, looking petrified. because what can THEY do? but ring up the groceries?
my mom keeps saying itās like weāre back in the 50s and 60s. sheās from that era.
itās unsettling. the tension is high.Ā
and people think black people are making this up. that we do this for notes online.
when i log off, and walk out my door, i have to worry about this. i worry about this all the time. my safety is jeopardized getting food at a grocery store. thatās how bad the tension is.
and itās not getting better. itās getting worse. white people are getting bolder with their hate.Ā
i canāt help wonder how in the hell my grandparents survived this. my parents. now me and my broās age group going through it. itās like never ending.
and then the news will report on the rallies, and tell black people and other minorities to stay calm.
itās surreal. itās fucking surreal. and we see it affecting the kids! little kids! wonāt play outside!!!! only the white ones! God itās sick how things are.
aang: everyoneās telling me i have to kill the firelord. i just wish there was another way
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well i cant post about this anywhere else as i cant let on that i know but my really really dear friend and cousin (were not blood related but we call each other cousins as we might as well be) has had loads of mini heart attacks recently and now sheās on an emergency waiting list to get a pacemaker fitted
i am so shocked and upsetĀ
i havenāt been home since christmas and she asked me when i was coming home again the other day, i think she wanted to tell me herself but my dad just told me on the phone
sheās only 18 and sheās a near olympic level swimmer and i love her more than words can convey and i am so worried and devastated and feel for her Ā
Psa: people don't care
before i vanish into the void again bit o' advice: don't ever trust people because they will always take advantage of you and move on once they are satisifed, friend is just a word and doesn't really have much meaning behind it, sometimes u will just dift apart from the people you care most about and not even realise until they are too far gone and the only person you can ever truly depend upon is yourself
sad but simple truths
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what the fuck so i come back on here to stalk some cool artists and they changed a lot what happenedĀ
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Its nearly 8am and i come on tumblr as a last resort to stop me from having to get ready for uni and let me lie in bed just a lil bit longer
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This is so much better than any russian roulette or āpoison cookieā analogy.