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Butler: Don't break someone's heart, they only have one.
Juliet: Break one of their bones instead, they have 206 of them.
Four of Swords
Void Tarot
by Sarai Nissan
Lilith. First Woman. First Witch. Born of Paradise. Queen of Hell.Â
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Just Anti Things: the duality of man
I know that this should really piss me off but tbh I kind of love it when I can find such a perfect example of the hypocrisy of the anti movement while barely trying
Well, looks like another psycho in this site to block and report.
âIâm legally obligated to kill youâ
Then try, asshole.
âIâm legally obligated to kill youâ Bring it on motherfucker!
Joke's on you: my head's detachable!
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On one hand, I feel like dancing. Ballet. On the other, with my lack of complete control, I worry I'll fall. In a hilarious tangle of limbs. Quite like a marionette whose strings broke in the middle of a jump or spin.
I am either drunk or tipsy. Either way, when I move the world spins, as if unable to catch up with me and yet desperately trying to. Also, my eloquence has increased a notch or two. I'm not sure if that is due to an altered state of mind, or the lack of a filter/90% of my inhibitions.
Either way, I love it!
âNikita Gill (insp. x)
@ruthiesconnells @emilyymichelle @rowenaisfabulous @collectorofsecretsandsouls @victoriasagittariablack
Such an accurate reflection of what Rowena has been through.đ˘đ
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I'm surprised Supernatural isn't on here.
On that note, I'm right here demons! Crowley, invite Lilith and anyone else who wants to come to the party!
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Geraldâs Game
Is a good movie. But it hurts. And I should not be watching it. Just⌠no.
Finished it. Good, indeed. Still clawed at buried thoughts but the ending gave a good lesson. A reminder.
Gerald's Game
Is a good movie. But it hurts. And I should not be watching it. Just... no.
Just watched the Netflix mini-documentary âWitches: A Century of Murder,â about the witch hunting hysteria in Scotland and England in the 1590âs-1740âs. Itâs horrific and historically fascinating all on its own. For a Supernatural fan, it brings up a lot of interesting points, among them a glimpse into Rowenaâs early life and Crowleyâs human years. More importantly, itâs a good reminder that hunters can be as monstrous as the things they claim to be hunting.
Saw similar videos on medieval witch hunts and thought, 'any witch or immortal to have survived those times and didn't turn evil must be a saint'. Because I certainly would have turned into a cruel, cold hearted, merciless terror if it had been me.
when u have period cramps but u havenât actually started yet like ur uterus is legit just humming the fucken Jaws theme song
Oh god XD Legit the best description of this XD The thing is my cramps start like a week before. I hate it dx
"This is warm up, bitch."
Run and escape reality.
Sound advice
Those Who Live in Desert Lands
When shadows coat the desert lands
And figures move in yellow sands
So must you lock yourself at home
And stay silent till morning sun has shone
 For what lurks outside has no name
And neâer in history have they ever been tamed
Like animals we trust and teach
So unfortunate are those who meet
These vicious creatures who only pray
For their next meal of juicy red meat
 Even natives who are skilled and wise
Have had no mercy from their frightening cries
So what think you, foolish traveler
Be spared from their terrible plight
 Older than a burning star
And long have they travelled far
Valleys, hills, and mountain trails
From cold white snows to infinite days
Until, last, they have reached our land
And made their home in the glowing sand
 For centuries they have fed and nested
Like common creatures, though more detested
And centuries more they will survive
For none has wits and strength to kill their kind
As a parent, you donât get privacy until you are on your own. My house, my rules, my money, my decision.
Donât like it?
Too bad.
I am the parent here. Iâm not your friend. Iâm your father.
Literally kids are not your prisoner??? Thereâs a difference between being protective and being controlling.
âYou donât get privacy until youâre an adultâ like what the fuck. Youâre one of those piece of shit parents that thinks taking away bedroom doors and making their kids hold sandwich board signs on busy roads is appropriate punishment arenât you? Children and teens are still fucking people and still deserve respect. If you canât even respect your child how do you expect to teach them to respect others?
The mindset parents have of âmy house my rules / I bought you that phonecomputertabletetc so I can go through itâ is a huge contributer to anxiety, depression, self harm, and suicide in kids and teens and if anyone is defending, condoning, or practicing that behavior I hope to god they get their kids taken away from them. Nobody deserves to grow up under an iron fist of emotional abuse.
So my dad took away my laptop because I wouldnât give him the password. I wasnât even allowed to type it in, he demanded to know the password to my personal computer because he thinks Iâm â doing things Iâm not supposed to do. â My sister is not, and never has been, held to the same standard when it came to passwords on her own phone etc. But my parents always suspect me of being âup to somethingâ and will randomly ask to use my computer/ know the password, and when I say no, they get mad at me. In the past, they have taken away my devices and looked through them, which cased me a lot of anxiety and is part of the reason I donât like it when people use my computer or go through the camera roll on my phone. Even as I type this, Iâm being asked what Iâm doing. If you think parents demanding to know the passwords to their childâs personal devices is a breach of privacy please reblog
My dad threatens to take my door away from me for having it closed. Iâm a seventeen year old female, and he has threatened to take away my door.
when i was a teenager, i wasnât allowed to have a cellphone, so my father would hand me a little bag of change and force me to call home from a payphone every single time i left somewhere and again when i arrived at the next place. that means if i went to the mall, i called when i got there. then if i wanted to go across the street to the Walmart i had to call and tell him so. then i had to call again when i got to the Walmart! if i had a bunch of stuff to do, i could go through the entire bag of change in one weekend - if i could even find enough payphones to call him from. his explanation for this lunacy was that he wanted to be able to find me anytime, anywhere. he also liked to randomly show up at my job to make sure i was there, and the first time i spent the night at my best friendâs after i got a car, he drove past the house no less than eight times, and called no less than four times. one of those calls was to ask where i was because my car wasnât visible from the road - and when i explained the turnaround i was parked in was behind the house, he told me weâd âbetter not go anywhere or have friends overâ. like, what the hell were we going to do? have a drunken orgy while my friendâs grandma was sitting in the next room? we ended up playing chess in the front parlor all night with all the lights on and the curtains open so he could see us if he drove by.
and what, exactly, did i do to deserve this? not a fucking thing. i didnât drink, didnât smoke, didnât sneak out, didnât do drugs, didnât skip school, nothing. in 13 years of public school, i had one detention - for being late too many times. thatâs it. i never did a single thing to make him think i was untrustworthy and i got stalked for it.
when i graduated high school, my father told me if i was going to go to art college on his dime, he was going to have a say in the classes i took and what i did with my free time - he even went so far as to tell me if he ever dropped by the campus, iâd better be in my dorm doing homework or in class, and if i got a grade he didnât like, he was going to pull me out of school, bring me home, and basically keep me a prisoner with no phone, no tv, no visits with friends until i graduated from the local community college. faced with another four years of stalking and abuse, i moved out and worked in a factory until i could be considered an independent student, then went to the art college iâd always wanted to - on my terms.
my father died last May and i hadnât talked to him for a year, hadnât seen him for two, and before that i hadnât had any communication with him at all for four.
the moral of the story for you âmy house, my rules, you donât get any rightsâ parents is: stop treating your children like shit or youâre going to die alone, and youâll deserve it.
My father didnât do it to this extreme but he listened in on my calls, he constantly accused me of having sex or doing pot.
Guess what parents?
Most kids that got constantly accused of bullshit that I KNEW? INCLUDING MYSELF? Ended up doing those things because âFuck it, might as well if theyâre not going to believe me!â
For me, I had sex way before I planned to (19. I was planning on waiting til marriage). Why? Because fuck it, he acted like I was trying to be a whore all the damn time, I was going to do whatever I damn well pleased.
I moved out at age 19. I have never moved back in. I barely talk to him. I talk almost exclusively to my mom.
When I moved out he said Iâd be pregnant by the end of the year.
Iâm 30. I have no kids. I donât plan on having kids. Ever. Because I watched every other person in my family have kids when they couldnât afford them and Iâm not doing that to a child.
When I lived with my parents I had nearly all Aâs, I had an 8pm curfew at the age of 19, I was never allowed to leave town, leave state, anything like that for school trips or what have you. When I was in college I wasnât allowed to go to any colleges more than 30 minutes away. My parents didnât trust others and they instilled that in me and it took me YEARS to fix it.
My therapist pinned down exactly what that does to it a kid too. Itâs isolating. Youâre isolating your kid. Youâre telling them you donât trust them. Youâre telling them you inherently think theyâre bad.
And that has huge ramifications on your bond with them.
Hope youâre ready for it.
Dear Parents who approve of the lack of privacy until a certain age: You are engaging in child abuse. Emotional child abuse.
Preventing a child from having privacy is a punishable offense in the United States (many countries actually) and you can be penalized for it.
What is that?
Rejecting or ignoring: telling a child he or she is unwanted or unloved, showing little interest in child, not initiating or returning affection, not listening to the child, not validating the childâs feelings, breaking promises, cutting child off in conversation
Shaming or humiliating: calling a child names, criticizing, belittling, demeaning, berating, mocking, using language or taking action that takes aim at childâs feelings of self-worth
Terrorizing: accusing, blaming, insulting, punishing with or threatening abandonment, harm or death, setting a child up for failure, manipulating, taking advantage of a childâs weakness or reliance on adults, slandering; screaming; yelling
Isolating: keeping child from peers and positive activities, confining child to small area, forbidding play or other stimulating experiences
Corrupting: engaging child in criminal acts, telling lies to justify actions or ideas, encouraging misbehavior
If you are an abusive parent, you probably have one of these (if not all) of these red flags:
Routinely ignores, criticizes, yells at or blames child
Plays favorites with one sibling over another
Poor anger management or emotional self-regulation
Stormy relationships with other adults, disrespect for authority
History of violence or abuse
Untreated mental illness, alcoholism or substance abuse
Children who suffer from your abuse, experience these emotional and behavioral issues:
Habits like sucking, biting, rocking
Learning disabilities and developmental delays
Overly compliant or defensive
Extreme emotions, aggression, withdrawal
Anxieties, phobias, sleep disorders
Destructive or anti-social behaviors (violence, cruelty, vandalism, stealing, cheating, lying)
Behavior that is inappropriate for age (too adult, too infantile)
Suicidal thoughts and behaviors
In summary, there is no âmy house, my rulesâ. If you actively promote this type of behavior as parents, you are committing a crime, and you can be fined and imprisoned for it, as well as having your kids taken away, which, if they are experiencing this behavior from you, shouldnât be your kids to begin with.
Children are not your property, regardless of relation.
If you want to guarantee your children never consider you a part of their life or interact with you ever again, continuing these behaviors will absolutely do that.Â
As someone who has a support group of nearly 80 kids ranging from the ages of 14 to 27, I can tell you so many horror stories of parental abuse and the shit it fucks up the kids with as a result. My wife experienced and survived her own form of parental abuse, as have I.Â
We do not tolerate it, and neither should your kids.
I am so very thankful I had reasonable, understanding parents.
Literally all youâre doing with this shit is making ABSOLUTELY DAMNED SURE that, when your child eventually has a problem they could use your help with, they will do everything in their power to keep you from finding out. Â Youâre destroying their trust in you. Â
My mom made a Tumblr so she could follow me and monitor what I posted. She refused to tell me her url because she was concerned I would block her. That isnât being a concerned parent. Thatâs STALKING. If it had been anyone else, it would have been called STALKING and I would have blocked the person who did it. No one gets special treatment just because they had unprotected sex, intentional or otherwise.
can i just say how damning it is to hear âiâm not your friend; iâm your fatherâ
parents can sometimes be the very best friends you have
itâs just so heartbreaking
The sad part it, even if youâd tell them to stop. You will either A, have everything taken away from you and constantly monitored. And B, kicked out onto the streets or shoved off to some other family member. Thereâs nothing we can do unless we speak out to a person who would most likely bring in legal laws and also possibly get put somewhere else⌠Iâd sadly rather deal with my abuse than go through all of that shitâŚ
It always terrifies me how some people think that they have right to abuse their children. Itâs sad how often it happens and how people tend ro justify it.
P.S. I didnât know taking doors away was the real thing, I always assumed it was something that only ever happened in teen dramas. It scares me to even think about it, I canât imagine how someone going through this feels.
To summarise all of these:
Parents? Don't be a dick to your children. Don't do to them what you wouldn't want your own parents to do to you.
It's that simple.