Maybe I drive too fast when I’m alone
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I cant fucking help it, my bones are shaking under my skin, my mind so heavy and out so empty, i’ve lost track of everything.
is this what i always wanted, I’d wake up scared and shiver back to sleep
on the long walks home I would ask myself, why are we so alone,
chasing each others shadows in the dark. get me the fuck out of here alive.
and all the answers i can not take, and the questions make less sense every fucking day
i’ve waited long enough for the end. I’ve seen snakes with pretty faces and bloodshot eyes.
Nothing will drag me deeper than hearing your voice from across a dim lit room
nothing will bring me back to life, the reapers grip so tight
i’m scared i let those years go to waist, so long ago the last time i saw your face
as the train pulled away , i saw you smile and wave.
i dipped my head and focused on the features of your face
as the hours passed, i wish i never made it home without you
destroy me, destroy me.
i’ve lost track of everything, this life has lost all meaning
its too late. there’s no time for goodbyes, my youth has given up on me, im dying inside, is this all i know, this deathbed is my home
take my life away.
xuf:
God I love this.
I LOVE THIS PICTURE SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
the wonder years. :’)
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yet another unrealistic expectation for women
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In September of 1829 slavery was prohibited in Mexico. Because the politically connected Texans were outraged, one month later, the law was changed to allow slavery only in Texas. A few months later in early 1830, Mexico altered its policy under a new government that was less interested in catering to Texas. Mexico passed a law that prohibited further American settlement, and banned importation of additional slaves into Texas. The Mexican abolition movement, following the pattern seen around the world, had apparently pressured for more restrictions. This was a strict proviso, but for the Texans it was survivable, as they already had thousands of slaves within Mexico. The law must have created difficulties for the Texans and been a great source of irritation to them as they worked to develop their slave labour based agricultural economy. There were other grievances by this time, such as the amount of taxes the Texans were required to pay, but none struck home so much as the “bread and butter” issue of slavery. Without it, the Texans could not make a profit and ultimately would be out of business.
As the American population of Texas grew increasingly disgruntled with the various restrictions imposed by Mexico, an independence movement developed led by Stephen Austin. He presented a petition for independence to the Mexican government in 1833, and was then arrested and jailed until 1835. In 1835, there were about 20,000 Texans and 4000 slaves in Texas. In December of 1835 the newly crowned dictator General Antonio Santa Anna amended the slavery laws to ban slavery in Texas.
The settlers and their newly freed leader Austin quickly announced that they would secede from Mexico. To the great dismay of the Texans, however, in December of 1835 President Santa Ana extended the slavery ban to Texas to appease Mexican abolitionists. The Texans immediately rebelled and declared that they were seceded from Mexico, and declared the Republic of Texas. One of their first actions was to ban free blacks from the Republic. Not content with the possibility of withdrawing from Texas, the Texans enlisted the help of citizens of the United States in order to preserve slavery and the huge tracts of cotton growing land. This resulted in the famous siege and battle at the Alamo, a Catholic mission taken over by the Texans.
Remembering The Alamo was just as much about slavery as it was about Texas freedom from the slave abolishing country of Mexico (via thehuskybro)
Just when I think nobody reads any of my posts, somebody will go digging through the crates and find something and prove me wrong.
Thanks for that and pass it on!
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Remember: the “liberal” city I live in was NAMED after this dude.
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Maybe I drive too fast when I’m alone