1. amber-skies-with-dragons:

dude-its-liz:
PLEASE Share this!!!WRITTEN BY A COP: Everyone should take 5 minutes to read this. It may save your life or a loved one’s life. In daylight hours, refresh yourself of these things to do in an emergency situation… This is for you, and for you to share with your wife, your children, & everyone you know. After reading these 9 crucial tips, forward them to someone you care about. It never hurts to be careful in this crazy world we live in.1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do :The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do!2. Learned this from a tourist guide. If a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse,DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you… Chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you, and he will go for the wallet/purse.RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car, kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy.. The driver won’t see you, but everybody else will. This has saved lives.4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping, eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc.DON’T DO THIS!) The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side, put a gun to your head,and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU GET INTO YOUR CAR ,LOCK THE DOORS AND LEAVE..If someone is in the car with a gun to your head DO NOT DRIVE OFF, Repeat:DO NOT DRIVE OFF! Instead gun the engine and speed into anything, wrecking the car. Your Air Bag will save you. If the person is in the back seat they will get the worst of it. As soon as the car crashes bail out and run. It is better than having them find your body in a remote location.5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:A.) Be aware:look around you, look into your car, at the passenger side floor ,and in the back seat.B.) If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door.Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the womenare attempting to get into their cars. C.) Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side.. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot. This is especially true at NIGHT!)7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN!The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; and even then,it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN, Preferably in a zig -zag pattern!8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked ‘for help’ into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.9. Another Safety Point: Someone just told me that her friend heard a crying baby on her porch the night before last, and she called the police because it was lateand she thought it was weird.. The police told her ‘Whatever you do, DO NOTopen the door..’ The lady then said that it sounded like the babyhad crawled near a window, and she was worried that it would crawl to the street and get run over. The policeman said, ‘We already have a unit on the way,whatever you do, DO NOT open the door.’ He told her that they think a serial killerhas a baby’s cry recorded and uses it to coax women out of their homes thinking that someone dropped off a baby.. He said they have not verified it, but have had several calls by women saying that they hear baby’s cries outside their doors when they’re home alone at night.10. Water scam! If you wake up in the middle of the night to hear all your taps outside running or what you think is a burst pipe, DO NOT GO OUT TO INVESTIGATE! These people turn on all your outside taps full blast so that you will go out to investigate and then attack.Stay alert, keep safe, and look out for your neighbors! Please pass this onThis post should probably be taken seriously because the Crying Baby Theory was mentioned on America ‘s Most Wanted when they profiledthe serial killer in LouisianaI’d like you to forward this to all the women you know.It may save a life. A candle is not dimmed by lighting another candle..I was going to send this to the ladies only,but guys, if you love your mothers, wives, sisters, daughters, etc.,you may want to pass it onto them, as well.Send this to any woman you know that may needto be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in itand it’s better to be safe than sorry..Everyone should take 5 minutes to read this. It may save your life ora loved one’s life.

    amber-skies-with-dragons:

    dude-its-liz:

    PLEASE Share this!!!

    WRITTEN BY A COP: Everyone should take 5 minutes to read this. It may save your life or a loved one’s life. In daylight hours, refresh yourself of these things to do in an emergency situation… This is for you, and for you to share with your wife, your children, & everyone you know. After reading these 9 crucial tips, forward them to someone you care about. It never hurts to be careful in this crazy world we live in.

    1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do :The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do!

    2. Learned this from a tourist guide. If a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse,
    DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you… Chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you, and he will go for the wallet/purse.
    RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

    3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car, kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy.. The driver won’t see you, but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

    4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping, eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc.
    DON’T DO THIS!) The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side, put a gun to your head,
    and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU GET INTO YOUR CAR ,
    LOCK THE DOORS AND LEAVE..

    If someone is in the car with a gun to your head DO NOT DRIVE OFF, Repeat:
    DO NOT DRIVE OFF! Instead gun the engine and speed into anything, wrecking the car. Your Air Bag will save you. If the person is in the back seat they will get the worst of it. As soon as the car crashes bail out and run. It is better than having them find your body in a remote location.

    5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:
    A.) Be aware:look around you, look into your car, at the passenger side floor ,
    and in the back seat.
    B.) If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door.
    Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women
    are attempting to get into their cars. C.) Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side.. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

    6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot. This is especially true at NIGHT!)

    7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN!
    The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; and even then,
    it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN, Preferably in a zig -zag pattern!

    8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked ‘for help’ into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

    9. Another Safety Point: Someone just told me that her friend heard a crying baby on her porch the night before last, and she called the police because it was late
    and she thought it was weird.. The police told her ‘Whatever you do, DO NOT
    open the door..’ The lady then said that it sounded like the baby
    had crawled near a window, and she was worried that it would crawl to the street and get run over. The policeman said, ‘We already have a unit on the way,
    whatever you do, DO NOT open the door.’ He told her that they think a serial killer
    has a baby’s cry recorded and uses it to coax women out of their homes thinking that someone dropped off a baby.. He said they have not verified it, but have had several calls by women saying that they hear baby’s cries outside their doors when they’re home alone at night.

    10. Water scam! If you wake up in the middle of the night to hear all your taps outside running or what you think is a burst pipe, DO NOT GO OUT TO INVESTIGATE! These people turn on all your outside taps full blast so that you will go out to investigate and then attack.

    Stay alert, keep safe, and look out for your neighbors! Please pass this on
    This post should probably be taken seriously because the Crying Baby Theory was mentioned on America ‘s Most Wanted when they profiled
    the serial killer in Louisiana

    I’d like you to forward this to all the women you know.
    It may save a life. A candle is not dimmed by lighting another candle..
    I was going to send this to the ladies only,
    but guys, if you love your mothers, wives, sisters, daughters, etc.,
    you may want to pass it onto them, as well.

    Send this to any woman you know that may need
    to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it
    and it’s better to be safe than sorry..
    Everyone should take 5 minutes to read this. It may save your life or
    a loved one’s life.

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  3. blazedclone:

Khajiit is not sure about this trade, Dragonborn.

    blazedclone:

    Khajiit is not sure about this trade, Dragonborn.

  4. My Parents are Dead and My Sister is Disabled »

    congalineofdurin:

    eisforedna:

    On May 28th, my sister, Edna, turned 31.

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    Her mental age is about three years old. She loves Winnie the Pooh, Beauty & the Beast, and Sesame Street. Even though the below picture is unconvincing. 

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    Edna and “Cookie.” I think she was trying to play it cool. 

    My name is Jeanie. I’m Edna’s younger sister. I’m also her guardian and caregiver. 

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    That’s me on the left. (Hey, you never know. After a year of writing a blog about online dating - Jeanie Does the Internet - I’ve come to learn that there are A LOT of fools on the internet.) 

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    ANYWAY, I’m not “doing the internet” anymore. I’m taking care of Edna full-time, after completing my MFA in Writing for Screen & Television at USC.

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    May 16, 2014. I wanted a picture. Edna wanted breakfast.

    In case you’re wondering where our parents are, they’re dead. Our mom died of breast cancer when she was just 33. 

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    Us with mom before she died. (Obviously.)

    As for our dad, he peaced-out around the time my mom got sick. His loss - we’re awesome. 

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    Here we are being awesome at the beach. Pushing a wheelchair in the sand? Not so awesome. 

    In case you’re wondering “What’s wrong?” with my sister - as a stranger once asked me on the street  -  NOTHING. Yes, Edna has a rare form of epilepsy - Lennox-Gastaut syndrome - but I don’t know if that’s anymore “wrong” than people who don’t have manners. 

    Basically, Edna was born “normal,” and started having seizures as a baby. They eventually got so bad that they cut off the oxygen to her brain, causing her to be mentally disabled. Or impaired. Or intellectually disabled. Or whatever you want to call it - except “retarded,” because in 2010, President Obama signed Rosa’s Law into effect, replacing that word with “intellectually impaired.” 

    Which is cool and all, but services for the disabled and the people who care for them are SEVERELY LACKING. Also, there’s a bunch of people working in taxpayer-funded positions who are supposed to help families like us, but don’t. (Big surprise, I know.) They just fill out paperwork (whenever they feel like it) with asinine statements like this: 

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    YUP. I transport my sister down the stairs in her wheelchair, because that is not only safe, but TOTALLY PRACTICAL. Why doesn’t everyone in a wheelchair just take the stairs, for God’s sake? Stop being so lazy, PEOPLE WITHOUT WORKING LEGS! 

    But, as it says above, Edna’s legs do work. Whether or not she wants them to, is another story. 

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    Edna refusing to go inside. 

    These are the stairs that I have to carry her up - by myself - on a daily basis. That is, until one of my legs break and both of us are just sitting at the bottom of the stairs, helpless. 

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    For six months, I have begged - BEGGED - the State of California to help my sister, which they are required by law - The Lanterman Act specifically - to do so. But they’ve told me “these things take time” and that I “need to amend my expectations.” (That was said to me when I refused to place Edna at AN ALL-MALE CARE FACILITY. Because yes, that was an “option” that was offered to me.) 

    Prior to Edna moving in with me in my one-bedroom apartment, she was living with her amazing caregiver, Gaby, back in Tucson, where we went to high school and I did my undergrad. Edna’s reppin’ the Wildcats below. 

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    But back in November, Gaby also died from breast cancer. (FUCK YOU, BREAST CANCER!) This picture was taken a month before she died. She never even told me she was sick because she didn’t want me to worry. 

    By the way, we were raised by our grandma. Edna and her were very close.

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    She’s dead, too. Surprise.

    She died when I was 20 and Edna was 21. That’s when I became Edna’s legal guardian and Gaby stepped into the picture to help me out with Edna. 

    So, six months ago, after Gaby died, I moved Edna to California, where I tried to get the folks over at The Frank D. Lanterman Regional Center to help me. I’ve told them I’m worried about our safety - that one of us could get hurt on the stairs -  I’ve told them I can’t afford to pay the private babysitters $15/hour because the ones social services sent me who make $9/hour were unreliable (they didn’t show up on time or at all so I could get to school and work), untrustworthy (one of them let Edna go to the bathroom in the kitchen and then took her into the bathroom because “that what I thought I was supposed to do.”) 

    But the people over at the FLRC don’t return my calls, they don’t file the paperwork on time - and the first caseworker that was assigned to us actually LAUGHED AT my sister when he came to our home to evaluate her. When I reported him to his supervisor, she told me, “That’s just [insert name of said jackass].” 

    He was one of the two caseworkers that contributed to the report I mentioned above, which also included this: 

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    So let me get this straight - I have to feed, bathe, dress and help Edna in the bathroom and you can’t deduce whether or not she is able to vote? What in the fuck?!

    Now I realize I seem angry. And you can bet your balls I am. I’m also sad. Sad for those who don’t have family to stick up from them and who waste away God knows where, monitored by no one. Or monitored by people who physically and sexually assault them

    I’m also sad for the caregivers who are SO EXHAUSTED - trying to take care of their loved ones - while also trying to take care of themselves and battling a system that is supposed to help, but does nothing of the sort. And I know a lot of people give up. They let their dreams, their marriages, their friendships slide. All while trying not to resent the very person you’re doing it all for.

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    Edna wanted to sit next to me the other day while I was writing. Clearly, she’s not impressed. 

    Here’s the thing: I REFUSE TO GIVE UP. I’M NOT GIVING UP ON HER OR MYSELF. I’m going to pursue my dreams while taking care of her, AND while ensuring that the people paid to do their jobs ACTUALLY do them.

    That’s where you come in. I need you to help me get my story out there. Because I know I’m not alone in this. I want to connect with families who are in similar situations and also show people who have no idea what it’s like to care for someone with a disability (or even a loved one who is sick) that it can be rewarding. Super fucking hard. Exhausting. Painful. Isolating. But, rewarding. 

    I’m going to get help for my sister - and others. My hope is that by sharing our story, I can bring awareness to the lack of services and help for the disabled. 

    Thank you, 

    Jeanie 

    Facebook:  facebook.com/eisforedna

    Twitter: @EisforEdna 

    STOP SCROLLING. THIS PERSON ISN’T ASKING FOR MONEY AND THIS POST WON’T MAKE YOU SAD.

    This is a really uplifting and inspirational story of a family sticking by each other and making things work despite a whole lot of shit

    They just want to find other people in the same position they are, for a sense of community and to feel like they aren’t alone.

    I know out of all of you, some of you have followers who are living with and taking care of intellectually or emotionally disabled family members, and this lovely and unbreakable pair of sisters need to find them.

    SIGNAL BOOOOOOOOOST

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  5. drawkill:

    I have finally hit over 3000 followers! So as promised to all my tumblins I’m hostin’ an art giveaway!

    ______________

    Rules!
    ______________

    + You have to be following me.

    + One like and one reblog only.

    + Contest ends July, 10th at 10pm pst.

    + Winners will have 24 hours to respond. If no response another winner will be chosen.

    + Good luck!

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  7. beautifully-vulgar:

daddys-littlelove:

fallenangel-risingdemon-hellatus:

cinematicsuicide:

seabornunicorns:

seikosnows:

meeghp:

happy-for-hell:

cancerfreak69:

So, last night, I was getting ready to go out with my boyfriend to a dance at my school (which was cancelled due to lack of ticket sales) and, I had a nice black vest and a nice white shirt, and my uncle had just came home the other day from the mine (my uncle is homophobic and he has abused me many times throughout my child hood) and when I had came out of my room to show my memere how nice I looked, my uncle was in the room that i thought my grandma/memere would be in (she was downstairs doing laundry), and he asked me why I wasnt wearing a dress. my memere and dad both know that I am transgendered and they respect that, however, my uncle does not, and he did not know. so I decided to sit down and tell him the truth. he listened carefully and quietlly through all of it, but at the end of my explanation he had said, “I didn’t raise you to be fucked up.” I agreed, I am a huge mess, I have been for years, but my sexuality and gender identity is not a fuck up, so I argued with him. he got to a point where, after so many months of piece, he slapped me. and threw me to the ground and kicked me in the stomach, of course I had puked, and it hurt, a lot. he grabbed me by the shirt and asked me, “are you a girl”, I said no, my sex is female, but my gender is male..and he dragged me to his room. he once had a big dog, and he made that dog wear an eletrical dog collar, and weve always kept it in his room, because we dont need it (my uncle killed the dog), he threw me onto the bed and said,” ill ask you one more time, are you a girl” I said no. held grabbed my wrist, and held onto it tightly, I have a bruise from how tight he was grabbing it, and he pulled out the dog collar, threw me back onto the bed, sat on me, and put the collar on me… then he began yelling, are you a girl, you are a girl, are you a girl, you are a girl, and my response of course was no, no, no, I am male, I am male. whenever I said that, he would shock me, and it was /hell/. I was screaming, which only caused the shocks to get worse and worse, and then he said, “do you want to find out how faggots have sex!?” of course I already know this, but still I said no no no no stop stop stop. my memere had finally heard me and came rushing to the bedroom, and tried to make my uncle stop, but he pushed her down, and thanked god she was okay.. since shes very fragile and all. she then ran back to the stairs to call up my dad, and oh boy did he run. he ran up stairs and shoved my uncle away from me and started fighting with him, yelling, punching, kicking, and such so on. my memere got the collar off of me and brought me into her room, and after my dad and uncle were done fighting, my uncle had grabbed the things he needed and left, shouting a few insults at us. we called the police today, but they cant find him. we dont have money for a lawyer,  all we have is a counsellor, im not going to ask for money, all I ask for is support. I dont know what this will do, but please spread this around,  this has affected me and family members greatly. I was taken to a hospital today to check if there was any damage on my insides that we dont know of and thankfully there was no damage, just scarring, emotionally and physically. i had a horrifying nightmare relating to this as well. If you have abused somebody, raped somebody, insulted somebody, in any way possible, I hope this can somehow change your way of heart, and realize how much this can horrify a person, and ruin their lives. it made my life 97x worse than it already is.

If you don’t reblog this that’s okay, but I hate you and you are wrong

Fuck…

STOP SCROLLING PEOPLE!!! Read and think,

reblog something because you want to, because you want your followers to see and have it go through their minds for just a moment, not because some asshole commented on it that you’re wrong to scroll past a post, and they’ll hate you for it. they may not torture you, but they’re on the same level of misunderstanding how people should interact/talk with one and other as the post they’re defending.
this post scares the crap out of me because I do not understand how someone could react that way to this poor boy, i will never be able to connect with emotions forcing someone to be something they’re not, torturing them, making their life worse because of something that makes them more comfortable about themselves
the fact that this happens to people everyday, all over the world, and no one can stop them- that’s what scares me
i hope people see this post and think to themselves, no matter their situation, that there’s going to be someone who recognises you’re not being morally corrupt by being yourself, you’re being you, and the person who hurts you is the one who needs to hide away from society and change who they are, open their mind, be more accepting, and learn the real moral values of being a member of society.

im so upset over this

to all followers and tumblr in general im not gonna force you to reblog but you should. this is the kind of stuff people need to be aware of. this is the worst kind of person out there please show this boy some support.

I’m literally crying. This poor boy..

wish I could do something more than send support your way by just reblogging.

    beautifully-vulgar:

    daddys-littlelove:

    fallenangel-risingdemon-hellatus:

    cinematicsuicide:

    seabornunicorns:

    seikosnows:

    meeghp:

    happy-for-hell:

    cancerfreak69:

    So, last night, I was getting ready to go out with my boyfriend to a dance at my school (which was cancelled due to lack of ticket sales) and, I had a nice black vest and a nice white shirt, and my uncle had just came home the other day from the mine (my uncle is homophobic and he has abused me many times throughout my child hood) and when I had came out of my room to show my memere how nice I looked, my uncle was in the room that i thought my grandma/memere would be in (she was downstairs doing laundry), and he asked me why I wasnt wearing a dress.
    my memere and dad both know that I am transgendered and they respect that, however, my uncle does not, and he did not know.
    so I decided to sit down and tell him the truth.
    he listened carefully and quietlly through all of it, but at the end of my explanation he had said, “I didn’t raise you to be fucked up.”
    I agreed, I am a huge mess, I have been for years, but my sexuality and gender identity is not a fuck up, so I argued with him.
    he got to a point where, after so many months of piece, he slapped me.
    and threw me to the ground and kicked me in the stomach, of course I had puked, and it hurt, a lot.
    he grabbed me by the shirt and asked me, “are you a girl”, I said no, my sex is female, but my gender is male..and he dragged me to his room.
    he once had a big dog, and he made that dog wear an eletrical dog collar, and weve always kept it in his room, because we dont need it (my uncle killed the dog), he threw me onto the bed and said,” ill ask you one more time, are you a girl” I said no.
    held grabbed my wrist, and held onto it tightly, I have a bruise from how tight he was grabbing it, and he pulled out the dog collar, threw me back onto the bed, sat on me, and put the collar on me… then he began yelling, are you a girl, you are a girl, are you a girl, you are a girl, and my response of course was no, no, no, I am male, I am male.
    whenever I said that, he would shock me, and it was /hell/.
    I was screaming, which only caused the shocks to get worse and worse, and then he said, “do you want to find out how faggots have sex!?” of course I already know this, but still I said no no no no stop stop stop.
    my memere had finally heard me and came rushing to the bedroom, and tried to make my uncle stop, but he pushed her down, and thanked god she was okay.. since shes very fragile and all.
    she then ran back to the stairs to call up my dad, and oh boy did he run.
    he ran up stairs and shoved my uncle away from me and started fighting with him, yelling, punching, kicking, and such so on.
    my memere got the collar off of me and brought me into her room, and after my dad and uncle were done fighting, my uncle had grabbed the things he needed and left, shouting a few insults at us.
    we called the police today, but they cant find him.
    we dont have money for a lawyer,  all we have is a counsellor, im not going to ask for money, all I ask for is support.
    I dont know what this will do, but please spread this around,  this has affected me and family members greatly. I was taken to a hospital today to check if there was any damage on my insides that we dont know of and thankfully there was no damage, just scarring, emotionally and physically. i had a horrifying nightmare relating to this as well.
    If you have abused somebody, raped somebody, insulted somebody, in any way possible, I hope this can somehow change your way of heart, and realize how much this can horrify a person, and ruin their lives. it made my life 97x worse than it already is.

    If you don’t reblog this that’s okay, but I hate you and you are wrong

    Fuck…

    STOP SCROLLING PEOPLE!!! Read and think,

    reblog something because you want to, because you want your followers to see and have it go through their minds for just a moment, not because some asshole commented on it that you’re wrong to scroll past a post, and they’ll hate you for it. they may not torture you, but they’re on the same level of misunderstanding how people should interact/talk with one and other as the post they’re defending.

    this post scares the crap out of me because I do not understand how someone could react that way to this poor boy, i will never be able to connect with emotions forcing someone to be something they’re not, torturing them, making their life worse because of something that makes them more comfortable about themselves

    the fact that this happens to people everyday, all over the world, and no one can stop them- that’s what scares me

    i hope people see this post and think to themselves, no matter their situation, that there’s going to be someone who recognises you’re not being morally corrupt by being yourself, you’re being you, and the person who hurts you is the one who needs to hide away from society and change who they are, open their mind, be more accepting, and learn the real moral values of being a member of society.

    im so upset over this

    to all followers and tumblr in general im not gonna force you to reblog but you should. this is the kind of stuff people need to be aware of. this is the worst kind of person out there please show this boy some support.

    I’m literally crying. This poor boy..

    wish I could do something more than send support your way by just reblogging.

    (Source: fuckshitbitchtits69lmaoblazeit)

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  9. rochichan:

    True story

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  13. this is how a persona-user fights…

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