For most of his life, Jahri knew nothing about his father so he made up his own ideas. When he was little he imagined that he was someone brave and fierce who had died doing something heroic or important— military perhaps. But the older he got the more cynical and protective of his mother all around. She never talked about his father which led him to believe that he was either dead or simply didn’t care or want him. It gave him a lot of anger when he was in his teenage years because he couldn’t figure out which idea about his father hurt the most (or was the most truthful-sounding).
"My best girl an' my best fella belong together, don't y'think?"
He was going to say ‘no’ when he returned to the Huntress to give Holloway his answer.
*steps over the border into california*
*red hot chili peppers plays*
She always resented her father a lot for his distance, especially after her mother died and the gang he owed money to dragged her into an alleyway and split her face open. She wasn’t really sad or upset when her father disappeared for the final time, and there’s a deep, angry part of her that hopes he died. She’ll never admit this because she knows it horrible and she wants to think she loves her father… but it’s a constant conflict of conscience whenever she thinks about it too much.
[triggering url redacted]:
Industrial goth dance groups are having a good time
That just made Tumblr all worth it.
this speaks to my inner 14 year old you have no idea.
This is fucking art.
My Aunt is a violent abuser who literally just attacked my Mother shortly after my Aunt started yelling at me for just existing.
I’m too much of a wreck to make this wholly comprehensive right now, but if you follow me you’ll know that we were unable to find a place to live so we [my Mother and I] had to move in with my Grandmother [who has been letting my Aunt stay here for about 15 years???]
If you follow me you also know that my Aunt is a volatile, violent abuser who has attacked us our entire lives.
Well, about half an hour ago, she started yelling at me after I said that ‘You do realise I can hear you, right’ when she called me a ‘cunt’ as I left the room.
I told my Mother about this as I went back upstairs with the bagel I had been making for her and my Mother went downstairs to make her tea.
My Aunt proceeded to scream at my Mother and then physically attack her as evidenced by a little of the aftermath that I will link to in a gallery. For a short rundown: She shoved my Mother, grabbed her by her shoulders and scratched up her arms, and pulled out a small chunk of my Mother’s hair all while screaming.
Please donate whatever you can and/or share however you can with whomsoever you can. We need money for moving vans [remarkably expensive], 6 weeks deposit on a new place, first month’s utilities for the new place, and first month’s rent for the new place.
We need to leave.
—Things I can add on Tumblr include:
- I’m queer. I’m very very queer. This is an Orthodox household. You do the math.
- This is a very very Jewish Zionist household. My Mother and I are Anti-Zionist. You, again, do the math.
i didn’t realize how badly i needed an infinite loop of nicki minaj and ellen degeneres saying different words for booty until suddenly i had it.