I won’t take selfies with other people y’all don’t know my angles

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Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen.




Spread this like a damn wildfire.

17 Year old Christopher Roupe was gunned down by a police officer answering his front door while holding a Nintendo Wii remote.

"At around 7:30 PM, young Christopher took out his Nintendo Wii controller to put on a movie.

As he was sitting down, he suddenly heard knocking on the front door.

He asked, “Who is it?” but received no response.

At that point he got up from his chair and opened the door.

To his shock, the female cop already had her gun drawn and pointed at him, according to reports.

She immediately fired a bullet into the boy’s chest and killed him, according to Renee Vance, the boy’s aunt.

The police claim that “he had a handgun.”

It was actually the boy’s small Nintendo Wii controller, says the aunt.

The officer gave him “no warning” to drop the controller before taking his life, the aunt added.

The police claimed to be at his house regarding a “probation” matter. It turns out that it had nothing to do with Christopher.

His 13-yr-old little sister heard the gun shot and ran over to the door to find her brother bleeding and crying.

The little sister held her brother and tried to comfort him as he cried in pain, according to reports.

That’s when the female cop pointed her gun at the child and said “Shut up!” according to reports, forcing the girl away.

Moments later Christopher bled to death.

Both the female officer and the officer who was with her have received “paid administrative leave” as the investigation proceeds.”

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Police are already trying cover up this incident with bullshit lies.
Don’t let this just get swept under the rug.
A Wii remote in no way resembles a handgun.
This is absolutely ridiculous and disgusting


Fuck this shit


"You don’t consciously know who I am, & doubtedly unconsciously too. I, who write this, love you beyond infinice. I think about you all the time, how this world would be a better place If you loved me as I do you. I know what you’re thinking: "(some psycho wrote me this harassing letter)" I hoped we could have been together… you seem a lot like me. Pensive, quiet, an observer, not wanting what is offered here (school, life, etc.) You almost seem lonely, like me. You probably have a boyfriend, though, & might have not given this note another thought. I have thought you my true love for a long time now, but… well… there was hesitation. You see I can’t tell if you think of anyone as I do you, & if you did who that would be. Fate put me in need of you, yet this Earth blocked that with uncertainties. I will go away soon, but I just had to write this to you, the the one I truly loved. Please, for my sake, dont tell anyone about this, as it was only meant for you. Also, please don’t feel any guilt about my soon-to-be “absense” of this world. [arrow points to a note in the margin that reads: “It is solely my decision: nobody else’s.”] Oh… the the thoughts of w us… doing everything together, not necessarily anything, just to be together would have been pure heaven heaven. I guess it’s Time time to tell you who I am. I was in a class with you 1st semester, & was blessed w. being with you in a report. I still remember your laugh. Innocent, beautiful, pure. This semester I still see you rarely. I am entranced during 5th period, as we both have it off. To most people, I appear.. well… almost scary, but that’s who I appear to be as people are afraid of what they don’t understand. I denied who I was for a long time. until high school…

Anyway, you have noticed me a few times, I catch every one of these gazes w. an open heart. I think you know who I am by now. Unfortunately… you even if you did like me even the slightest bit, you would hate hate me if you knew who I was. I am a criminal, I have done things that almost nobody would even think about condoning. The reas reason that I’m writing you now is that I have been caught for the crimes I comitted, & I went want to go to a new existence. You know what I mean. (Suicide) I have have nothing to live for, & I won’t be able to survive in this world after this legal conviction.However However, if it was true that you loved me as I do you,… I would find a way to survive. Anything to be with you. [arrow points to margin where Dylan writes: I would enjoy life knowing that you loved me.] 99/100 chances you prob. think I’m crazy, & want to stay as far away as possible. If that’s the case, then I’m very sorry for involving an innocent person in my problems, & please don’t think twice. However, If you are are who I hoped for in my dreams dreams & realitiesrealities, then do me this a favor: Leave Leave a piece of paper in my locker, [arrow to margin note reading: “Locker #837 — combo=19-37-9 —near the library”] saying anything that comes to you. Well, I guees guess this is it— goodbye & I love(d) you.”

- Dylan Klebold’s love letter.

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probably the reason why im still single is because i didnt forward those chain messages when i was 13 yrs old

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*walks into crowd of stoners* mary jane? let me tell you about a different Mary. the virgin mary. please open your bibles to page 349

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