I have literally had my Tumblr for like three years now and I have never had anyone ask me a question. Probably because I have like 13 followers
WHENEVER I’M UPSET I REMEMBER THAT THIS EXISTS AND NOTHING SEEMS SO BAD
why can’t this happen
yes
BUFFALO, NY — Adam Arroyo returned home from work to find his door busted down, and his apartment in shambles, riddled with bullet holes, and stained with blood. The government had paid him a visit while he was away.
Police were performing one of the many, many home raids that occur annually in the tyrannical Drug War.
Arroyo’s dog, Cindy, had been killed by police. But police raided the wrong home.
“She’s over here, chained up, and look at all these bullet holes man. Look at the blood right here,” Arroyo explained. “She was tied up in the kitchen like I tie her up every single day, and they shot her for no reason.”
“For police to wrongfully come into my house and murder my dog… It wasn’t that they felt threatened. No. They murdered my dog,” said Arroyo, beginning to tear up.
“That was my dog, man. That was my dog. They didn’t have to do that, you know. They didn’t have to do that.”
Arroyo now has to pay to have Cindy cremated. He also had to repair his door at his own cost and has had to miss work.This happened yesterday. Not only is this my city, but this happened in my direct fucking neighborhood.
Cindy was a pit bull. Not only did the police raid the wrong house, but they saw a pit bull who was chained up, unable to cause any harm and decided to just shoot her. Not once. Not twice. The poor thing was riddled with bullet holes.
I am disgusted. I am in tears.
Adam Arroyo I will do all I can to try and help you.
Reblog every single police brutality post
My boyfriend of a year and almost nine months is leaving in two weeks for college, on the day that it would be exactly a year and nine months. We agreed that breaking up would be the better option for us, but the fact that my best friend, the guy that I’ve spent nearly two years with who has taught me so many things, who has always been there for me, who has pissed me off countless times but then made up for it every time we hung out, who has charmed me with his intellect and has made me want to keep striving to be the best that i can be, the guy that I told everything to, who has accepted my mind and opened his arms whenever I felt shut out, and who made me laugh and cry and who I have shared so many memories; the fact that the man that I’m so deeply in love with is leaving in just two weeks is ripping my heart out with such ferocity. I don’t want to know what it will feel like without him. He is the best part of my life and I will always love him and i know that he will always love me.
Oh my God,
I.
NEED.
SEX.
