Just The Amount Of Research I'm Guessing This Person Did, So Much Respect, Have To Reblog

Reblog to escape containment, just curious here!!

One time in 6th grade, I was in after school care (just all the kids whose parents work late hanging around in the back field with some adults watching them), and a couple of boys and one other girl and I were playing soccer, but the boys were being douches and kept picking up the ball and running away. I told the supervisor playing with us that I wanted to tackle them.

He said go for it.

Now, I understand that I wasn't exactly threatening with my orange braces, hipster glasses, and Hello Kitty lunch box, so he might have been joking, but I WAS given permission.

Long story short, I ripped one guys shirt, everyone of them got a few bruises, and they stopped stealing the ball.

Don't mess with a girl with two older brothers and three other older boy cousins.

I painted my face with someone else’s blood 

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@percees @empressamy 

Paradise

i've seen enough horror movies starring upper-middle-income white families stuck in spacious haunted mansions. gimme stories about millennials stuck in haunted studio apartments. consider the realism:

why is this protagonist staying in an obviously haunted building despite the glaring warning signs? because a week at a motel would send them spiraling into credit card debt, they'll take their chances with the vengeful spirits. why did they chose this apartment complex to begin with, despite the many many unexplained mysterious deaths that show up on the first page of a google search? hon some of us don't have the credit score to move away from high (paranormal) crime areas. how could i be so careless as to sign a soul-binding contract with a demonic entity? bitch they're called LANDLORDS

Ok just for curiosity reasons

I genuinely hate to say this but please reblog if you hit the like button for a larger sample size thank you <3

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I would rather die in a fire than listen to the fucking smoke detector go off.

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