Evolution of Sam and Dean

My graphgan , almost done.

My graphgan , almost done.

Sometimes I hate everyone.

I hate feeling that way. And no , I don’t MEAN everyone. Just certain people who seem to enjoy making my life Fuckin miserable. And these people should be the only ones who DON’T make me feel this way. It’s like I’m 10 all over again.

An open letter to an abuser.

You promised me it would never ever happen. You said ” she is the Apple of my eye.. my sun in the sky,and my moon at night”. But that was a lie. You made her feel bad, you made her cry. You made her choose, you or her family. She could never choose, and you hated that. And so you made us tell you to go, knowing she would follow. Thats how much she loved you. But I always told her, this is your home now and forever. And you hated that too. Why? Why did you make it all so hard? We Only wanted to see her happy. And you were suppose to be the one making her happy. But instead you beat her. You punched, kicked and bit her face. You tryed to strangle her. You tryed to kill her. My baby. My child. The girl I gave life too!  Why? Why? Why?!   I thank god every day she fought back. That her 9 years of Tae Kwan do kicked in, and she was able to fight back.(let’s face it, she kicked your ass, and for that I’m so proud!)  I hope every time you close your eyes you see her face. And you are forced to remember and relive the horror you put her through. Because I can not forget. I will never ever forget. You didn’t just hit her that day… You hit me too. And now I will do what any mother should do when their daughter has been through domestic assault. I WILL PROTECT MY CHILD. REGUARDLESS OF HER AGE.

Sincerely, The mother of the young woman you should have never put your hands on.

artssake:

Crochet Mad!

artssake:

Crochet Mad!

woodendreams:

(by Béla Török)
animalgazing:

Hooglander by Pim leijen