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“When I grow up, I’m going to start a genocide,” he says delightedly, coloring in his sketch book with one red pencil, no discernible shape coming from it. Art with as much sense as his statement. “Who should I kill off? I think I will kill off every one who has dyed their hair blue... How does that sound?”
❪ @infxrnos. ❫
❛ i know it’s not attractive, a handsome young man, homeless, askin' a pretty girl for a few quid so he can buy some salted pretzels from the vending machine -- but i promise i’m hygienic and great in the sack. ❜
[ @infxrnos ]
“Any particular reason why you’re leaning against my car?”
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( Good thing my family gets all the facts first lol. I try to give people on the facts especially on facebook, but there’s only so much you can do to people who won’t listen. I hope things get better! :( )
//Exactly. I always avoid mentioning my nationality since I've experienced hate for it on some of my other blogs - but, well. I'm a very extroverted person, so making me not want to talk is rather major. It's upsetting and depressing and I couldn't keep silent.
You family are good people. As are you. Thank you for standing up for what's right.<3
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( yes! my dad took the time to explain some things to me, and it’s really complex?? I was really confused, so I did more research and I felt so bad. People here think Israeli hate is okay and it’s frustrating af )
//Exactly. I've been living it all my life and I don't fully understand it myself. But most people aren't like you - most people don't bother to do their own research, just swallow up what the media feeds them and never bother to even consider that there are two sides to every story. Thank you for your understanding bb. It is not taken for granted.
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( yes bae i understand how you feel it can really reallyyy hurt. My dad’s in the military, visited Israel and loved it so much. He hates the anti-Israeli comments he sees on facebook and the like and makes sure I know it’s never okay )
//Military folks usually get it. I did foreign affairs in the IDF for two years and got to meet a lot of lovely foreign officers who treated us with nothing but kindness. I'm glad you have your father to shine some light on the matter.
The situation here isn't black and white - but it just feels like utter shit when people who have done absolutely zero research into the matter think they have the right to judge us.
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Mike Zinner hardly ever drank. Which, at most cases, meant that when he did drink, he got shitfaced.
Short and underweight, unused for great intakes of booze – it was only too easy to get the boy drunk. It was a sight to see, some might say – made the poor little escape artist into… an actual person. He didn’t even seem half as anxious and became a whole lot more talkative, friendlier – his smiles even seemed more earnest (which was exactly the reason why he tried to avoid it at most times, mind). It wasn’t too big a surprise, considering the circumstances, that the other freaks had turned it into some sort of a contest amongst themselves – see who could get poor little Mikey boy to drink – and who could get him to drink the most.
He could barely keep himself standing up straight by the time he trudged back to his caravan, a stagger in his step -- or, well, so he thought.
So he thought, until he was awoken by a sharp, crippling pain in his left leg, followed by a terrifying cracking sound and the noise of shouting.
He made nothing more than a small, pitiful little noise at the pain in his limb, cringing and backing away when Kenya practically leaped towards him and grabbed him by the shoulders.
What the--
He thought he had said that aloud. He tried talking -- though no sound came from his lips. Just what the heck was she doing in his trailer? He had a quick glance around, wide deerlike eyes darting from one place to another -- okay, not his trailer. Then just where the heck was he and what the heck was he doing there?
”I --“ his voice high-pitched and broken as his gaze returned to the girl before him, bloodshot eyes gaped as wide as could be. “I thought this was my trailer.”
His leg was broken, bone shattered – God only knew to how many pieces. Not his first time but goddamn, the pain never ceased to shock him.
infxrnos
"Hey."
"How do you keep the fire from burning your face?"
Mike Zinner spoke very rarely. Simply because he had no reason to - simply because he didn't trust a single living soul on the face of the plant. Idle chatter seemed pointless when, at the end of the day, he was still going to be entirely and utterly alone.
But his act never involved any sort of immediate danger, if one didn't count dislocating both his shoulders - which, after all, was not an immediate threat to his life, even if incredibly painful. He could never possess such courage -- not like this girl breathing fire out her goddamn mouth.
