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October 17, 2011
Four of the Funniest Words in the English Language
September 25, 2011
I’m not looking for much in a relationship you know? I’d just like someone that I can touch and who will go to a movie with me — someone I can eat a hamburger with.
September 21, 2011
To All:
I want to thank all of you for your efforts and dedication to Human Rights and Human Kindness, in the past year I have experienced such emotion, joy, sadness and never ending faith. It is because of all of you that I am alive today, as I look at my sister Martina I am marveled by the love she has for me and of course I worry about her and her health, but as she tells me she is the eldest and she will not back down from this fight to save my life and prove to the world that I am innocent of this terrible crime.
As I look at my mail from across the globe, from places I have never ever dreamed I would know about and people speaking languages and expressing cultures and religions I could only hope to one day see first hand. I am humbled by the emotion that fills my heart with overwhelming, overflowing Joy. I can’t even explain the insurgence of emotion I feel when I try to express the strength I draw from you all, it compounds my faith and it shows me yet again that this is not a case about the death penalty, this is not a case about Troy Davis, this is a case about Justice and the Human Spirit to see Justice prevail.
I cannot answer all of your letters but I do read them all, I cannot see you all but I can imagine your faces, I cannot hear you speak but your letters take me to the far reaches of the world, I cannot touch you physically but I feel your warmth everyday I exist.
So Thank you and remember I am in a place where execution can only destroy your physical form but because of my faith in God, my family and all of you I have been spiritually free for some time and no matter what happens in the days, weeks to come, this Movement to end the death penalty, to seek true justice, to expose a system that fails to protect the innocent must be accelerated. There are so many more Troy Davis’. This fight to end the death penalty is not won or lost through me but through our strength to move forward and save every innocent person in captivity around the globe. We need to dismantle this Unjust system city by city, state by state and country by country.
I can’t wait to Stand with you, no matter if that is in physical or spiritual form, I will one day be announcing,
“I AM TROY DAVIS, and I AM FREE!”
Never Stop Fighting for Justice and We will Win!
(via “To All” – A message from Troy Anthony Davis « The prison gates are open…)
sitting in my school’s library crying my eyes out.
Why is everything so fucked up? I’m sorry Troy..
If Troy Davis dies tonight, I hope the mother fucking blocks erupt from College Park/Atlanta, to Detriot, to Gardena, and right down the street to Compton. I wish a large scale insurrection in America would come sooner. No one deserves this shit.
September 16, 2011
If I can defer my loans or get on a better payment plan, I’m going to walk across the United States of America.
September 16, 2011
September 14, 2011
"His life was a map that ends at the wrong destination. Wallace was an A student through high school, he played football, he played tennis, he wrote a philosophy thesis and a novel before he graduated from Amherst, he went to writing school, published the novel, made a city of squalling, bruising, kneecapping editors and writers fall moony-eyed in love with him. He published a thousand-page novel, received the only award you get in the nation for being a genius, wrote essays providing the best feel anywhere of what it means to be alive in the contemporary world, accepted a special chair at California’s Pomona College to teach writing, married, published another book and, last month, hanged himself at age 46."
— David Lipsky on David Foster Wallace.
September 13, 2011
September 8, 2011
A Single Second — AFI w/ Nick 13
September 6, 2011
September 5, 2011
"What does labor want? We want more schoolhouses and less jails; more books and less arsenals; more learning and less vice; more leisure and less greed; more justice and less revenge; in fact, more of the opportunities to cultivate our better natures, to make manhood more noble, womanhood more beautiful, and childhood more happy and bright."
— Samuel Gompers, 1915 (via seasonbyseason)
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Found a thumb drive at my house with awful ~high school memories~ on it. My senior tux and drape photo. Why do they do this? Eugh.
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Single and too socially awkward to mingle.
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This is so much my life… ugh.
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It’s SHITE being Scottish! We’re the lowest of the low, the scum of the fucking earth, the most wretched, miserable, servile, pathetic trash that...
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Girls’ Rifle Team of Drexel Institute (Philadelphia), circa 1925.
