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I'm Rose and I'm nineteen and this is a blog. she/her pronouns


sun-thief-rai:

No words. She was also with Talib who was told by police to keep his hands up or they’ll blow his brains out. And some resident protestors are exhausted with everything and saying that street medics told them they’re experiencing a subcategory of PTSD.

So.

Yeah.

I’m weary.



I’m watching in the flesh and I really like it gosh d•mn it all





y’all my grandpa’s car has black leather seats and riding in it in the summer is torture




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