STOP glaring at me because I am recounting your money. You saying “This is twelve” is NOT any kind of confirmation, especially if you hand me a pile of mostly singles. I’m not only making sure you didn’t hand me under your total, I’m making sure you didn’t give me too much. I’m not saying you’re lying by counting again, it just happens to be my job to make sure for your sake and mine. K? Cool. Thanks.
#Repost from @junglebarbiejulia FULL STORY. On the night of August 10 2013 I went to DC for my birthday to go to “Park Place”, an upscale restaurant. Upon my arrival at the entrance, at 11:30pm, before going to stand in the very long line I went to ask a patrolling officer where a nearby restroom was and before I could utter the words, I was met with an elbow and a right punch to my face. I was instantly knock out. My police report (which has changed numerous times this year) say I was arrest and processed at 1:50 am which is 2 hours that I was unaccounted for. I was left on the floor and when I woke up I was bleeding in multiple places with drag marks on my toes, my wrist were cut by the cuffs, the back of my head and arms were lumpy. The officers wouldn’t tell me why I was in jail and I overheard them saying what should we charge her with? We can’t say domestic, we don’t know who she is with. After pleading and begging to go to the hospital, I was met with more hostility before they finally let me go to the hospital the next days upon my release I had a rape kit done because I don’t know any thing that happened to me while knocked out and it came back positive for semen. They sent messages from my phone while I was detained. Internal Affairs came and confiscated my clothing (they never returned them) and they stole my rape kit. As of today I am facing charges for fighting a bouncer outside of the Lima Club, I was never there and its 5 minutes away from Park driving, also 5 officers that responded after I punched the manager to I was apparently Mike Tyson because when I woke up in jail I had the strength and gumption to fight some more officers in there. When the video was requested both clubs said they lost them. They follow me and stalk my home to this day, I have caught DC police trying to get in my home when they thought I had left, even the Baltimore cops help protect them, one in the rape department even asked me out on a date while my face was still battered. I have been trying to tell my story on IG only to find that police officers or this hired by then have been spamming my hashtag #justiceforjulia with blasphemous pictures. Please share her story.
This is the video from the stills posted!!!
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I PROMISE you that every single depressed person has been told to exercise already, you are never ever ever going to be the first person to suggest that to any depressed person ever.
My roommate did this to me
"Yeaaaah when I’m dealing with low energy I just exercise more. You should go for a run.”
"Running and walking almost always hurts my hips, I’ve been to a doctor about it. I’d need low impact physical activities which requires me to go somewhere-"
"Yeaaaah but I feel like if you just go on more runs though, I play baseball and I always feel better after, just try it!”
I’d fuck me
(spoiler alert: I’m literally going to)
deep burgundy now babes
looking forward to more time for self-indulgence soon
I feel pretty ok? ok.
can’t stop playing with my hair
lorde literally started playing on my itunes when I took this
going dark for fall
new fall look: lorde
fucking hell this cat knows how to throw a party
I want to sleep on top of aaaalll those beds right now
On a scale from 1 to walking dead, how tired do I look right now?
A… 1? You look great!
But I still looked tired! 😴
Not even neaaar walking dead status, more like walking gorgeous!
For real though the outfit is great and you don’t look all that tired at all
(Although you might feel that way, which is fair. Just know everyone else is thinking you look lovely)
001. Toxic | Melanie Martinez
I took a sip from a devil’s cup
It’s taking over me
I want to do so much witchcraft to this
when the chorus hits tho
I listen to this like 5 times every time it comes up on my dash.
So I guess I have to reblog.
This is some American Horror Story shit
RIP Mike Brown. His momma said she didn’t want anymore pics of him laying dead on the street so she shared pics of him as she knew him. This is one…And I swear if it’s the last thing I do on this bloody website we are gunna make sure this doesn’t get forgotten. If we can’t get justice we’ll get change. The event in ferguson show that things have to fucking change