Gore Froot Loop

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"No, Bruce please! Don't leave me!...I need you"

“ i feel safe with you. i always have. “

“ are you okay with this? ”

“ i trust you. you’ve got good values. “

“ thank you for your patience. “

“ can i kiss you? ”

“ i won’t tell a soul. i promise. “

“ i appreciate you for you. “

“ you are so smart. the world is lucky to have you. “

“ you don’t mind if i kiss you, do you? “

“ it’s okay, you know. it’s only if you want to. “

“ i want you to kiss me. “

“ i would pretty much trust you with my life. “

“ are you okay with being touched? “

“ if you’re uncomfortable, you can tell me. “

“ if there’s anything you don’t want to do, you don’t have to. “

“ you deserve the whole world. “

“ do you want me to talk to them for you? “

“ are you sure about this? “

“ it’s okay if you say no. “

“ it’s up to you. “

“ i’ll always support you. “

“ you’ll always have me. “

“ we don’t have to do this if you’re not ready. “

“ you belong to me, with me, under me. consensually, of course. “

“ do you want me to kiss you? “

“ can i hug you? “

“ i like kissing you. “

“ you’re really cute, you know. “

“ you’re adorable. god i love you. “

“ you and me, we make a pretty good team. “

“ you’re worth everything. “

“ i’ve never loved anyone the way i love you. “

“ you promise this is okay? “

“ are you okay with me kissing you? ”

“ you can always talk to me. always. “

“ i’m here for you. “

“ do you trust me? “ “ yes. “

“ i like spending time with you. it’s nice. ”

“ you make me happy. really happy. “

“ it’s pretty nice, this thing we’ve got going on. “

“ you don’t need to worry. you’re safe. “

“ i got you. “

“ i’m not going anywhere. “

“ call me, even if it’s the middle of the night. “

“ are you okay with this? “

“ i’m extremely okay with this. “

“ you know that i love you, right? “

“ whenever you’re ready, i’ll be there. “

“ if you’re not ready, we can wait. “

“ take your time. i’ll wait for you. “

“ don’t think for even a second that you have to prove something to me. i love you just the way you are. “

“ everything’s gonna be okay. “

“ you’re not alone. “

“ are you busy? can i talk to you for a moment? “

During one visit, Ruth noticed the nurses would draw straws, afraid to go into one room, its door sealed by a big red bag. She asked why and the nurses told her the patient had AIDS.

On a repeat visit, and seeing the big red bag on the door, Ruth decided to disregard the warnings and sneaked into the room.

In the bed was a skeletal young man, who told Ruth he wanted to see his mother before he died. She left the room and told the nurses, who said, “Honey, his mother’s not coming. He’s been here six weeks. Nobody’s coming!”

Ruth called his mother anyway, who refused to come visit her son, who she described as a “sinner” and already dead to her, and that she wouldn’t even claim his body when he died.

“I went back in his room and when I walked in, he said, “Oh, momma. I knew you’d come”, and then he lifted his hand. And what was I going to do? So I took his hand. I said, “I’m here, honey. I’m here”, Ruth later recounted.

Ruth pulled a chair to his bedside, talked to him

and held his hand until he died 13 hours later.

After finally finding a funeral home that would his body, and paying for the cremation out of her own savings, Ruth buried his ashes on her family’s large plot.

After this first encounter, Ruth cared for other patients. She would take them to appointments, obtain medications, apply for assistance, and even kept supplies of AIDS medications on hand, as some pharmacies would not carry them.

Ruth’s work soon became well known in the city and she received financial assistance from gay bars, “They would twirl up a drag show on Saturday night and here’d come the money. That’s how we’d buy medicine, that’s how we’d pay rent. If it hadn’t been for the drag queens, I don’t know what we would have done”, Ruth said.

Over the next 30 years, Ruth cared for over 1,000 people and buried more than 40 on her family’s plot most of whom were gay men whose families would not claim their ashes.

But that’s not all. The flash boiling of an entire pool of chlorinated water would release the chlorine as gas, which would kill everyone within a 200ft radius of the pool. And it doesn’t end there.

The release of chlorine gas combined with the heat of the black tiles would be more than sufficient to fuse the boiled hydrogen ions with the chlorine, creating an explosive reaction with the nitrogen in the air. So shortly after everyone in the pool boils and everyone around the pool dies of chlorine gas poisoning, the region would explode with the force of a small atomic bomb (8kt for a pool like those pictured above), leveling about 50 city blocks.

You’d think that would be bad enough, but get this-

Such chemical explosions expel gamma rays. Gamma rays ionize hematite, which is the mineral from which the black material mentioned is made. This creates Scopohyoscpnol, a compound known as “The Zombie Drug” because it essentially erases the brain and induces cannibalistic tendencies in its victim. It can be transmitted through saliva, infecting all who are bitten within hours.

straighten your back

go pee goddAMN IT STOP HOLDING IT

go take your meds if you need to

drink some water

go get a snack if you havent eaten in a while

maybe wander around the house/stretch a little if you’ve been sat at the computer a while (artists especially: sTRETCH THOSE WRISTS)

reply to that text/message from earlier you’d forgotten about