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Outcome: You all know the outcome
Outcome: You all know the outcome

You all know the outcome

Outcome: stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
Outcome: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. 
            I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. 
            After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
            I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
            Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
            I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
            It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :)...

Outcome: stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
Outcome: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. 
            I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. 
            After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
            I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
            Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
            I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
            It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :)...

Outcome: stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.            I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.            After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit.            I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.            Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.            I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now.            It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.
Outcome: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
            My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. 
            I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. 
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. 
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. 
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now. 
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
            My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. 
            After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
            I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. 
            Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
            I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid. 
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now. 
            It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets. 
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :)...

Outcome: Results for herbie goes thermonuclear (without quotes): How "Herbie Goes Bananas" Led to a Radioactive Disaster | Commonplace Fun ... https://commonplacefacts.wordpress.com > Mobile-friendly - May 8, 2015 - Herbie Goes Bananas, the 1980 film about a Volkswagen Beetle that is Few could have guessed, however, that it ... would play a part in one of the worst nuclear disasters in history. astrofyre: grimelords: the internet is a cauldron that you speak your wishes into and then watch on in horror as they come bubbling to the surface Ok so this was too wild for me to see and not know the context so i just looked up the article and apparently there was a nuclear site in brazil that shifted its location in 1985, abandoning its old one, but the court ordered private security to be held over the abandoned site while the outcome of lawsuits were pending after there were litigations about the contents of the area And on the one day that one of the security guards didnt show up to work, two scavangers looted the abandoned nuclear site and took a bunch of radioactive shit (including a capsule of Cesium Chloride and a Radiotherapy device core) -which they would have no idea were as dangerous as they were until later in the day when they both started displaying symptoms of radiation; vomiting, diarrhea, dizziness, external burns where the capsule had been exposed to. After breaking the radioactive core open, one of the looters noticed the contents appeared as a “glowing blue” powder-like substance. He proceeded to sell it to a local scrapyard, and the owner of said yard invited every person he could to come witness the mysterious powder. By this time, multiple of one of the looter’s fingers, and the other’s forearm had needed amputation due to the effects of direct exposure, and after 2 weeks of the radiactive goods’ theft, 6 locations had been contaminated and 112,000 people were examined for radiation exposure, about 1,000 of these people identified as having recieved “more than a year’s worth of background radiation” All because this security guard played hooky and took his family to see Herbie Goes Bananas.
Outcome: Results for herbie goes thermonuclear
 (without quotes):

 How "Herbie Goes Bananas" Led to a
 Radioactive Disaster | Commonplace Fun ...
 https://commonplacefacts.wordpress.com >
 Mobile-friendly - May 8, 2015 - Herbie Goes
 Bananas, the 1980 film about a Volkswagen Beetle
 that is
 Few could have guessed, however, that it
 ...
 would play a part in one of the worst nuclear
 disasters in history.
astrofyre:
grimelords:
the internet is a cauldron that you speak your wishes into and then watch on in horror as they come bubbling to the surface


Ok so this was too wild for me to see and not know the context so i just looked up the article and apparently there was a nuclear site in brazil that shifted its location in 1985, abandoning its old one, but the court ordered private security to be held over the abandoned site while the outcome of lawsuits were pending after there were litigations about the contents of the area
And on the one day that one of the security guards didnt show up to work, two scavangers looted the abandoned nuclear site and took a bunch of radioactive shit (including a capsule of Cesium Chloride and a Radiotherapy device core) -which they would have no idea were as dangerous as they were until later in the day when they both started displaying symptoms of radiation; vomiting, diarrhea, dizziness, external burns where the capsule had been exposed to. 
After breaking the radioactive core open, one of the looters noticed the contents appeared as a “glowing blue” powder-like substance. He proceeded to sell it to a local scrapyard, and the owner of said yard invited every person he could to come witness the mysterious powder.
By this time, multiple of one of the looter’s fingers, and the other’s forearm had needed amputation due to the effects of direct exposure, and after 2 weeks of the radiactive goods’ theft, 6 locations had been contaminated and 112,000 people were examined for radiation exposure, about 1,000 of these people identified as having recieved “more than a year’s worth of background radiation”
All because this security guard played hooky and took his family to see Herbie Goes Bananas.

astrofyre: grimelords: the internet is a cauldron that you speak your wishes into and then watch on in horror as they come bubbling to th...

Outcome: What is the loveliest thing a child has ever said to you? Richard Muller, Prof Physics, UC Berkeley, author "Now, The Physics of Time" Updated Aug 2, 2017 Originally Answered: What is the loveliest thing your child has ever said? "Would you like one, Grandpa?" OK- it was not my child but my 3-year-old granddaughter, but I still think it counts. I had read about the marshmallow test. You give a child a marshmallow, and then say that if she (Layla, in this case) could keep from eating it for 10 minutes, you'll give her a second. So I tried that test with my granddaughter (not with marshmallows, but with chocolate, which she likes much more) According to extensive experiments, children who "pass" the "marshmallow test" are far more successful in later life. They have learned a fundamental truth in life, that delayed gratification can lead to a far better long-term outcome. She sat and watched the chocolate. The 10-minute hourglass finally emptied, and she had succeeded. She asked for her second piece of chocolate. I gave it to her, and she now had two in her hand. That's when she looked up at me and asked, "Would you like one, Grandpa?" Needless to say, from that moment on I would readily give my life for her. 1.3m views View Upvoters View Sharers hippo-pot: awesomacious: The sweetest granddaughter btw the marshmallow test has been linked to class - kids from wealthier families are essentially more likely to trust that they will actually get the marshmallow if they wait whereas poorer kids are generally more used to like, if you have food, eat it. and being wealthier correlates to being more successful later in life because our system is broken. so THAT’s probably why the marshmallow test is a predictor - because it tells you who is wealthy, not who is innately primed to be successful Classic correlation does not equal causation
Outcome: What is the loveliest thing a child has
 ever said to you?
 Richard Muller, Prof Physics, UC Berkeley,
 author "Now, The Physics of Time"
 Updated Aug 2, 2017
 Originally Answered: What is the loveliest thing your child has ever
 said?
 "Would you like one, Grandpa?"
 OK- it was not my child but my 3-year-old
 granddaughter, but I still think it counts.
 I had read about the marshmallow test. You give a child
 a marshmallow, and then say that if she (Layla, in this
 case) could keep from eating it for 10 minutes, you'll
 give her a second. So I tried that test with my
 granddaughter (not with marshmallows, but with
 chocolate, which she likes much more)
 According to extensive experiments, children who
 "pass" the "marshmallow test" are far more successful
 in later life. They have learned a fundamental truth in
 life, that delayed gratification can lead to a far better
 long-term outcome.
 She sat and watched the chocolate. The 10-minute
 hourglass finally emptied, and she had succeeded. She
 asked for her second piece of chocolate. I gave it to her,
 and she now had two in her hand. That's when she
 looked up at me and asked, "Would you like one,
 Grandpa?"
 Needless to say, from that moment on I would readily
 give my life for her.
 1.3m views View Upvoters View Sharers
hippo-pot:

awesomacious:
The sweetest granddaughter
btw the marshmallow test has been linked to class - kids from wealthier families are essentially more likely to trust that they will actually get the marshmallow if they wait whereas poorer kids are generally more used to like, if you have food, eat it. and being wealthier correlates to being more successful later in life because our system is broken. so THAT’s probably why the marshmallow test is a predictor - because it tells you who is wealthy, not who is innately primed to be successful

Classic correlation does not equal causation

hippo-pot: awesomacious: The sweetest granddaughter btw the marshmallow test has been linked to class - kids from wealthier families are...

Outcome: Emplovee Saves Child From Kidnapper, Instead Of Promotion Gets This Letter Saying He's Fired This is Dillon Reagan. He recently stopped a child from getting kidnapped while he was at work OREGON EMPLOYMENT DEPARTMENT PO Box 14135 Satem, Oregon 97309 5068 (503) 292-2057, (541) 388-6207 or (877) 345 3484 (tol tree) Fax to (866) 345 1878 Administrative Decision OILLON T REAGAN Date Issued June 29,2017 Appeal Deadline Date: uly 19,2017 Cust ID: OUTCOME/RESULTADO. You are ALLOWED benefits on this claim, if otherwise eligible. Se le OTORGAN los beneficios en este reclamo, si de otra manera es elegible. FINDINGS You were employed by THE HOME DEPOT until June 19, 2017 when you were fired because you assisted the police in preventing a kidnapping. This was not a willful or wantonly negligent violation of the standards of behavior an employer has the right to expect of an employee LEGAL CONCLUSION/CONCLUSION JURÍDICA: You were fired but not for misconduct connected with work Usted no fue despedido por mala conducta relacionada con el trabajo. Dillon Reagan Jun 9 at 11:21pm HoPot Update: The Friday before Mother's Day, I was involved in a kidnapping attempt at my place of work. A woman had been assaulted and her child had been abducted by a drunk, violent man who was making a quick exit with the child in his arms. My co-worker and I called the police and followed their directions to follow at a distance to make sure they could find them when the squad care arrived on scene. Because of the actions of my co-worker and myself, that child was rescued from his abductor and the man was arrested on the spot. Today, Home Depot terminated my employment. I was fired for stopping a kidnapper from successfully abducting a child. FML chrisray-the-lariat-king: pon-raul: waisted-daisiess: thetrippytrip: If he manages to get that story viral, he’ll get a job 5 times better than his last one #youknowwhatImean BLOW THIS SHIT UP That’s Home Depot national policy 101 If an armed attacker comes into the store and threatens you, you will be fired for any form of retaliation, they tell you this on like day 1 More reasons Home Depot is Trash
Outcome: Emplovee Saves Child From Kidnapper,
 Instead Of Promotion Gets This Letter
 Saying He's Fired

 This is Dillon Reagan. He recently
 stopped a child from getting
 kidnapped while he was at work

 OREGON EMPLOYMENT DEPARTMENT
 PO Box 14135 Satem, Oregon 97309 5068
 (503) 292-2057, (541) 388-6207 or (877) 345 3484 (tol tree)
 Fax to (866) 345 1878
 Administrative Decision
 OILLON T REAGAN
 Date Issued
 June 29,2017
 Appeal Deadline Date:
 uly 19,2017
 Cust ID:
 OUTCOME/RESULTADO.
 You are ALLOWED benefits on this claim, if otherwise eligible.
 Se le OTORGAN los beneficios en este reclamo, si de otra manera es elegible.
 FINDINGS
 You were employed by THE HOME DEPOT until June 19, 2017 when you were fired because you assisted
 the police in preventing a kidnapping. This was not a willful or wantonly negligent violation of the
 standards of behavior an employer has the right to expect of an employee
 LEGAL CONCLUSION/CONCLUSION JURÍDICA:
 You were fired but not for misconduct connected with work
 Usted no fue despedido por mala conducta relacionada con el trabajo.

 Dillon Reagan
 Jun 9 at 11:21pm
 HoPot Update:
 The Friday before Mother's Day, I was involved in a
 kidnapping attempt at my place of work.
 A woman had been assaulted and her child had been
 abducted by a drunk, violent man who was making a
 quick exit with the child in his arms.
 My co-worker and I called the police and followed their
 directions to follow at a distance to make sure they
 could find them when the squad care arrived on scene.
 Because of the actions of my co-worker and myself,
 that child was rescued from his abductor and the man
 was arrested on the spot.
 Today, Home Depot terminated my employment.
 I was fired for stopping a kidnapper from successfully
 abducting a child.
 FML
chrisray-the-lariat-king:

pon-raul:
waisted-daisiess:

thetrippytrip:


If he manages to get that story viral, he’ll get a job 5 times better than his last one #youknowwhatImean

BLOW THIS SHIT UP 


That’s Home Depot national policy 101
If an armed attacker comes into the store and threatens you, you will be fired for any form of retaliation, they tell you this on like day 1 

More reasons Home Depot is Trash

chrisray-the-lariat-king: pon-raul: waisted-daisiess: thetrippytrip: If he manages to get that story viral, he’ll get a job 5 times b...

Outcome: BREHER copiouscrawdads: crowi was experimenting with shading a love the outcomethis sucked like 4 hours out of my day
Outcome: BREHER
copiouscrawdads:

crowi was experimenting with shading a love the outcomethis sucked like 4 hours out of my day

copiouscrawdads: crowi was experimenting with shading a love the outcomethis sucked like 4 hours out of my day

Outcome: paradise-dream222: libertarirynn: paradise-dream222: flyandfamousblackgirls: Shae Scott: “This is why I don’t date ugly guys..” I’ve dated an ugly guy before and he was just a WASTE of my time. He didn’t get cocky, but he should’ve been a lil more appreciative of me. Seeing that no other girl would even look at him before I did. Holy fuck y’all are conceited. Those men are dodging bullets. @libertarirynn Lol lemme clarify my statement was very limited to what truly went down in that relationship. Him being unattractive to me was just on the surface. He did also turn out to be jealous, an alcoholic, and very controlling as well. My expectations then (age 18) were on the selfish side because I felt that an “ugly” guy would basically worship a pretty girl, seeing that he hadn’t dated many girls before me. Also I desperately wanted to be in a relationship because of my foolish insecurities. Trust me I take the L and I understand that it was apart of my karma the overall outcome, because I went about that relationship all wrong. BUT he is still at fault for being a terrible boyfriend, because even though now I can openly say I wasn’t attracted to him. I did not mistreat him at all, I never told him to his face I thought he was ugly. It was my internal feelings towards him. OK then the issue is that he’s a shitty boyfriend, not that he’s ugly. So why are you bringing up his “ugliness” as though that’s a factor for why relationship didn’t work out or acting like he should’ve worshiped you because you were more attractive? He could’ve been handsome as fuck and still had all of those personality flaws you mentioned.
Outcome: paradise-dream222:

libertarirynn:

paradise-dream222:
flyandfamousblackgirls:

Shae Scott: “This is why I don’t date ugly guys..”

I’ve dated an ugly guy before and he was just a WASTE of my time. He didn’t get cocky, but he should’ve been a lil more appreciative of me. Seeing that no other girl would even look at him before I did. 
Holy fuck y’all are conceited. Those men are dodging bullets.

@libertarirynn Lol lemme clarify my statement was very limited to what truly went down in that relationship. Him being unattractive to me was just on the surface. He did also turn out to be jealous, an alcoholic, and very controlling as well. My expectations then (age 18) were on the selfish side because I felt that an “ugly” guy would basically worship a pretty girl, seeing that he hadn’t dated many girls before me. Also I desperately wanted to be in a relationship because of my foolish insecurities. Trust me I take the L and I understand that it was apart of my karma the overall outcome, because I went about that relationship all wrong. BUT he is still at fault for being a terrible boyfriend, because even though now I can openly say I wasn’t attracted to him. I did not mistreat him at all, I never told him to his face I thought he was ugly. It was my internal feelings towards him. 

OK then the issue is that he’s a shitty boyfriend, not that he’s ugly. So why are you bringing up his “ugliness” as though that’s a factor for why relationship didn’t work out or acting like he should’ve worshiped you because you were more attractive? He could’ve been handsome as fuck and still had all of those personality flaws you mentioned.

paradise-dream222: libertarirynn: paradise-dream222: flyandfamousblackgirls: Shae Scott: “This is why I don’t date ugly guys..” I’ve...

Outcome: no INVADER5, FRIEND! JUST POPPED Out co BOBBOW MY BROCHER'S AX JARNBJORn FOR A BIC. no one 15 Anyone in JOTUNHEIM WITHOUT A BLADE, RIGHT? ...AnD I BACHER DOUBT THEY'D HAVE LEC mE KEEP HEIMDALL'S 5WORD. BIGHT on cue. WHAT HO, CICIZENS! HOW CAN YOUR KING SERVE HIS PEOPLE THIS FINE, BLUSTERY DAY? WE SAW THE BIFROST, "YOUR MAJESTY." WE FEARED IT MAY BE AN ATTACK FROM SOME...ASGARDIAN INVADER. RRG--THE SWORD THAT KILLED KING LAUFEY you'D BE CLOSE I KILLED LAUFEY THE SWORD HELPED. HADN'T YOu HEARD? I'm A HERO now. HERE'S A SECRET ABOUT JOTUNHEIM-- THERE'S MAGIC in THE AIR SNRRT BUT CHE AVERAGE DenIZEn 1sn't WHAT YOU'D CALL...ADEPT. MY TRIBE WILL RESPECT YOUR BLOOD CLAIM TO THE THRONE BUT SURRENDER THE IMPLING HE IS A NUISANCE WITH A CHILD'S MIND AND NO TASTE FOR BATTLE HE'LL COOK FASTER THAN ANY GOAT. 15 CHAC WHO I Am TO BE KING OF? A PACK OF CANNIBALS? IT'S NOT CANNIBALISM IF HE'S NOT ONE OF US. OF COURSE "not onE OF US." GODS, BUT I Am CIRED OF "HAVE AT HEARING CHAT. VERY WELL THEN THAT I5, IF I WAS FIGHTING FAIR. THERE'S onLY onE THING THESE GIANTS RESPECT. I'm GOING TO NEED TO GET A LITTLE BIGGER. XY DNX YB XY PYSR THEE." I'm COMPLETELY DOOMED, OF COURSE NO, YOUR MAJESTY! LIKE AN AVENGER. (YOu KnoW THE ONE.) DRBF! WHAC ARE YOU DOING?! I'm CASTINGA SPELL CO SAVE uS, you SUICIDAL SnoW monKEy! PLEASE, NO MORE! NO MORE BLOOD! NO. THIS OutComE WAS not ENTIRELY EXPECTED. SO BE IT! TO THE END OF KINGS!!! THE WAR IS OVER. HRRGMPH. WE'LL SEE THERE IS ALWAYS ANOTHER WAR. HE'S RIGHT, in HI5 5TONE BRAINED WAY AND I WAS WBONG. noT EVERYONE I15 BORN 5MALL WELL. THAT WAS EXCITiNG. PERHAPS NEXT Time, I SHOULD BORROW MJOLNIR. I IMAGINE I'LL BE WORTHY enouGH Any DAY now CHANК УOu FOR THE RESCUE, DRBF, MAKER-OF-Fun NUISANCE-OF JOCUNHEIM. 50mE OF U5 ARE BORN GIANTS. I HAVE An unusuAL PROPOSICION FOR YOu THIS I5 THE SCORY OF THE TIME AFCER THE WAR. OF HOW THE SMALLEST OF THE GIANTS CAME TO SIT AT THE RIGHT HAND OF THE THRONE.... ...AnD A SCORY OF THE OUTCAST WHO WOULD SIT UPON IT. A NEW KIND OF KING. A NEW KIND OF GOD. ONE WHO BULES nOt BY THE BLADE GRUMBLE AS YOU LIKE, SICKLE, BUT THE SMALL ONE IS ANOINTED. AND PROTECTED BESIDES SRRF FOR NOW But BY THE SHIELD. TO BE CONTINUED IN KI why-i-love-comics: War of the Realms: Omega #1 - “Born Small” (2019)written by Daniel Kibblesmithart by Oscar Bazaldua & David Curiel
Outcome: no INVADER5,
 FRIEND! JUST POPPED
 Out co BOBBOW MY
 BROCHER'S AX JARNBJORn
 FOR A BIC. no one 15
 Anyone in JOTUNHEIM
 WITHOUT A BLADE,
 RIGHT?
 ...AnD I
 BACHER DOUBT
 THEY'D HAVE
 LEC mE KEEP
 HEIMDALL'S
 5WORD.
 BIGHT
 on cue.
 WHAT HO,
 CICIZENS! HOW
 CAN YOUR KING
 SERVE HIS PEOPLE
 THIS FINE,
 BLUSTERY
 DAY?
 WE SAW
 THE BIFROST,
 "YOUR MAJESTY."
 WE FEARED IT MAY
 BE AN ATTACK FROM
 SOME...ASGARDIAN
 INVADER.
 RRG--THE
 SWORD THAT
 KILLED KING
 LAUFEY
 you'D BE
 CLOSE
 I KILLED
 LAUFEY
 THE
 SWORD
 HELPED.
 HADN'T
 YOu HEARD?
 I'm A HERO
 now.
 HERE'S A SECRET
 ABOUT JOTUNHEIM--
 THERE'S MAGIC in
 THE AIR
 SNRRT
 BUT CHE
 AVERAGE
 DenIZEn 1sn't
 WHAT YOU'D
 CALL...ADEPT.

 MY TRIBE WILL
 RESPECT YOUR BLOOD
 CLAIM TO THE THRONE
 BUT SURRENDER THE IMPLING
 HE IS A NUISANCE WITH A
 CHILD'S MIND AND NO
 TASTE FOR BATTLE
 HE'LL COOK
 FASTER THAN
 ANY GOAT.
 15 CHAC
 WHO I Am
 TO BE KING OF?
 A PACK OF
 CANNIBALS?
 IT'S NOT
 CANNIBALISM
 IF HE'S NOT ONE
 OF US.
 OF
 COURSE
 "not onE
 OF US."
 GODS, BUT
 I Am CIRED OF "HAVE AT
 HEARING CHAT.
 VERY WELL
 THEN
 THAT I5, IF I WAS
 FIGHTING FAIR. THERE'S
 onLY onE THING THESE
 GIANTS RESPECT. I'm
 GOING TO NEED TO GET
 A LITTLE BIGGER.
 XY
 DNX YB XY
 PYSR
 THEE."
 I'm
 COMPLETELY
 DOOMED, OF
 COURSE
 NO, YOUR
 MAJESTY!
 LIKE AN
 AVENGER.
 (YOu KnoW
 THE ONE.)
 DRBF! WHAC
 ARE YOU DOING?!
 I'm CASTINGA SPELL
 CO SAVE uS, you
 SUICIDAL SnoW
 monKEy!
 PLEASE,
 NO MORE!
 NO MORE
 BLOOD!

 NO.
 THIS
 OutComE WAS
 not ENTIRELY
 EXPECTED.
 SO BE
 IT!
 TO
 THE END OF
 KINGS!!!
 THE
 WAR IS
 OVER.
 HRRGMPH.
 WE'LL
 SEE
 THERE
 IS ALWAYS
 ANOTHER
 WAR.
 HE'S RIGHT, in
 HI5 5TONE
 BRAINED WAY

 AND I WAS
 WBONG. noT
 EVERYONE I15
 BORN 5MALL
 WELL. THAT
 WAS EXCITiNG.
 PERHAPS NEXT
 Time, I SHOULD
 BORROW
 MJOLNIR.
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 IMAGINE I'LL
 BE WORTHY
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 CHANК УOu
 FOR THE RESCUE,
 DRBF, MAKER-OF-Fun
 NUISANCE-OF
 JOCUNHEIM.
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 ARE BORN
 GIANTS.
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 An unusuAL
 PROPOSICION
 FOR YOu
 THIS I5 THE SCORY OF THE
 TIME AFCER THE WAR. OF HOW
 THE SMALLEST OF THE GIANTS
 CAME TO SIT AT THE RIGHT
 HAND OF THE THRONE....
 ...AnD A SCORY OF THE OUTCAST
 WHO WOULD SIT UPON IT.
 A NEW KIND OF
 KING. A NEW KIND
 OF GOD.
 ONE WHO
 BULES nOt BY
 THE BLADE
 GRUMBLE AS
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 BUT THE SMALL ONE
 IS ANOINTED. AND
 PROTECTED
 BESIDES
 SRRF
 FOR NOW
 But BY THE
 SHIELD.
 TO BE CONTINUED IN
 KI

why-i-love-comics:

War of the Realms: Omega #1 - “Born Small” (2019)written by Daniel Kibblesmithart by Oscar Bazaldua & David Curiel

why-i-love-comics: War of the Realms: Omega #1 - “Born Small” (2019)written by Daniel Kibblesmithart by Oscar Bazaldua & David Curiel

Outcome: @KyleKulinski First it was Fox NewS & everybody scoffed, then it was Rasmussen & people said it doesn't count, now it's ABC/ WaPo 2016 GENERAL ELECTION VOTE PREFERENCE AMONG REGISTERED VOTERS 70% 60 Hillary Clinton 50% 50% 501 46% 46% 40 43% 44% 44% 41% Donald Trump 30 20 9/10/15 12/13/15 3/6/16 NOW abc NEWS SOURCE ABC News/Washington Post poll Bernae samhwils How to defeat Trump in November? Make sure Bernie Sanders has the Democratic nomination, not #RiskyHillary General Election: Trump vs. Sanders Sanders (D) +10.8 39.5 Trump (R) RCP POLL AVERAGE General vs. Clinton 43.4 Trump (R) +0.2 43.2 Clinton (D) POLITICS REAL POLITICS S Election: Trump 54 52 50 48 46 50 48 46 42 42 40 38 40 -10 -15 -20 15 10 March April May 5/23/16, 1:49 AM 121 RETWEETS 141 LIKES RCP POLL AVERAGE General Election: Trump(D) +10.8 vs. Sanders 50.3 REAL CLEAR Sanders 39.5 Trump (R) 54 52 50 48 46 42 40 38 15 10 5 March April May REAL CLEAR POLITICS RCP POLL AVERAGE General Election: Trump vs. Clinton 43.4 Trump (R) +0.2 43.2 Clinton (D) 50 48 46 42 40 0 -10 15 20 March April May 121 <? 141 c-bassmeow: There is now one democrat who can beat Trump, and it isn’t Hillary Clinton. Establishment democrats: you are shooting yourselves in the foot by insisting that she is electable. She can’t even beat a reality tv star who wants to have sex with his own daughter. There are now multiple independent polls proving her weakness and Donald’s slow climb up the polls. He is now turning to the center making himself more appealing to moderates. Vote Hillary if you want to have a president Trump. Vote for Bernie Sanders if you want a different outcome. Your cognitive dissonance can only take you so far, reality doesn’t care. :) hey Democrats it’s me again. vote for Bernie or else we are fucked.
Outcome: @KyleKulinski
 First it was Fox NewS & everybody
 scoffed, then it was Rasmussen & people
 said it doesn't count, now it's ABC/ WaPo
 2016 GENERAL ELECTION VOTE
 PREFERENCE
 AMONG REGISTERED VOTERS
 70%
 60
 Hillary Clinton
 50%
 50%
 501 46%
 46%
 40
 43%
 44%
 44%
 41%
 Donald Trump
 30
 20
 9/10/15
 12/13/15
 3/6/16
 NOW
 abc NEWS
 SOURCE
 ABC News/Washington Post poll

 Bernae
 samhwils
 How to defeat Trump in November?
 Make sure Bernie Sanders has the
 Democratic nomination, not #RiskyHillary
 General
 Election: Trump
 vs. Sanders
 Sanders
 (D) +10.8
 39.5
 Trump (R)
 RCP POLL AVERAGE
 General
 vs. Clinton
 43.4
 Trump (R) +0.2
 43.2
 Clinton (D)
 POLITICS
 REAL
 POLITICS
 S Election: Trump
 54
 52
 50
 48
 46
 50
 48
 46
 42
 42
 40
 38
 40
 -10
 -15
 -20
 15
 10
 March
 April
 May
 5/23/16, 1:49 AM
 121 RETWEETS 141 LIKES

 RCP POLL AVERAGE
 General
 Election: Trump(D) +10.8
 vs. Sanders
 50.3
 REAL
 CLEAR
 Sanders
 39.5
 Trump (R)
 54
 52
 50
 48
 46
 42
 40
 38
 15
 10
 5
 March
 April
 May

 REAL
 CLEAR
 POLITICS
 RCP POLL AVERAGE
 General
 Election: Trump
 vs. Clinton
 43.4
 Trump (R) +0.2
 43.2
 Clinton (D)
 50
 48
 46
 42
 40
 0
 -10
 15
 20
 March
 April
 May
 121
 <? 141
c-bassmeow:

There is now one democrat who can beat Trump, and it isn’t Hillary Clinton. Establishment democrats: you are shooting yourselves in the foot by insisting that she is electable. She can’t even beat a reality tv star who wants to have sex with his own daughter. There are now multiple independent polls proving her weakness and Donald’s slow climb up the polls. He is now turning to the center making himself more appealing to moderates. Vote Hillary if you want to have a president Trump. Vote for Bernie Sanders if you want a different outcome. Your cognitive dissonance can only take you so far, reality doesn’t care.

:) hey Democrats it’s me again.  vote for Bernie or else we are fucked.

c-bassmeow: There is now one democrat who can beat Trump, and it isn’t Hillary Clinton. Establishment democrats: you are shooting yourse...

Outcome: DAILY NEWS VIDEO NY Daily News Video @NYDNVideo Follow The cop that killed this 6-year-old little boy is claiming 'self-defense' #JeremvMardis DAILY NEws NEWS BITES RETWEETS LIKES 4,1172,215 Øcho @ochoBoomin , Follow #BlackLivesMatter g don't see All Lives Matter rallying for you. This is ridiculous. ot vou Lil bro because l NY Daily News Video @NYDNVideo The cop that killed this 6-year-old little boy is claiming 'self defense' #JeremyMardis youtu.be/f3UhWy81WBk RETWEETS LIKES 14,14513,277 whimsysgeekery: genericdubstep: daughterofthestars08: bellaxiao: Self-defense? He’s 6 years old ffs…I can’t More infuriating info: The boy is autistic The boy and his father were in a truck The father stopped the vehicle and raised his arms to show he was unarmed ONE OF THE ARRESTED OFFICERS WAS ACTIVELY STALKING THE FATHER’S FIANCE They are trying to claim self defense AND claim they didn’t know there was a child in the truck They fired “no less than 18 rounds” into the truck The father was hit but still alive. The boy ended up being shot in the head multiple times. There is bodycam footage of the incident and every official/lawyer that has seen and spoken on it has called it horrific. 50% of all police violence victims are autistic or mentally ill. If an autistic person starts screaming or can’t look a cop in the eyes, they use that as an excuse to shoot. I hope Black Lives Matter starts talking about that, too. Police violence hurts the mentally ill a lot and of course that also means black autistic / mentally ill kids are getting hurt and killed. Ableism is deadly. I agree with the sentiments above, I just want to give an update here since Tumblr doesn’t do timestamps. The shooting was in 2015. Stafford was found guilty of manslaughter and is serving 40 years. Greenhouse pleaded guilty to negligent homicide and malfeasance in office and is serving 7 years total. Not enough but at least there was some semblance of justice done. Fucking hell.
Outcome: DAILY
 NEWS
 VIDEO
 NY Daily News Video
 @NYDNVideo
 Follow
 The cop that killed this 6-year-old little boy is
 claiming 'self-defense' #JeremvMardis
 DAILY NEws
 NEWS BITES
 RETWEETS
 LIKES
 4,1172,215

 Øcho
 @ochoBoomin
 , Follow
 #BlackLivesMatter g
 don't see All Lives Matter rallying for you. This
 is ridiculous.
 ot vou Lil bro because l
 NY Daily News Video @NYDNVideo
 The cop that killed this 6-year-old little boy is claiming 'self
 defense' #JeremyMardis youtu.be/f3UhWy81WBk
 RETWEETS
 LIKES
 14,14513,277
whimsysgeekery:

genericdubstep:

daughterofthestars08:

bellaxiao:

Self-defense? He’s 6 years old ffs…I can’t

More infuriating info:
The boy is autistic
The boy and his father were in a truck
The father stopped the vehicle and raised his arms to show he was unarmed
ONE OF THE ARRESTED OFFICERS WAS ACTIVELY STALKING THE FATHER’S FIANCE
They are trying to claim self defense AND claim they didn’t know there was a child in the truck
They fired “no less than 18 rounds” into the truck
The father was hit but still alive. The boy ended up being shot in the head multiple times.
There is bodycam footage of the incident and every official/lawyer that has seen and spoken on it has called it horrific.

50% of all police violence victims are autistic or mentally ill. If an autistic person starts screaming or can’t look a cop in the eyes, they use that as an excuse to shoot. I hope Black Lives Matter starts talking about that, too.
Police violence hurts the mentally ill a lot and of course that also means black autistic / mentally ill kids are getting hurt and killed. Ableism is deadly.

I agree with the sentiments above, I just want to give an update here since Tumblr doesn’t do timestamps. The shooting was in 2015.
Stafford was found guilty of manslaughter and is serving 40 years. Greenhouse pleaded guilty to negligent homicide and malfeasance in office and is serving 7 years total.
Not enough but at least there was some semblance of justice done. Fucking hell.

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