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In 1984, a man shot four Black teens on the NYC subway—and was called a hero.

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Democrats held onto the Governors seat in NJ

Virginia just elected its first female Governor, flipping the seat from Republican to Democrat. And it doesnt stop there. The Lt. Governor AND Attorney General also flipped from Republican to Democrat.

Pennsylvania voted to retain all 3 Supreme Court judges in its state preserving the Democrats 5-2 Majority

Maine elected to NOT pass a law that would force people to "prove citizenship" before voting. Which is good because only citizens can vote anyway and passing a law like that would only serve to allow discrimination of POC.

Colorado voted to tax the wealthy higher to fund free school meals AND use the excess from that to fund SNAP

AND Prop 40 is looking like its going to pass with flying colours.

It wasnt all wins. Texas passed a draconian Parents rights law that allows them even more control over their children's lives - likely in an anti-trans bid and they passed their own version of the whole "prove citizenship" thing.

BUT LOOK!! LOOK AT ALL THESE WINS!!!

THE RESISTANCE IS THERE AND ITS LOUD!!! THIS COULD BE JUST A TASTE OF WHAT WE CAN DO COME MID-TERMS. If we all collectively keep up the energy and VOTE LIKE HELL we can make a Blue Wave happen and SERIOUSLY kneecap this attempt at an Authoritarian Regime!

I know that we get a lot of bad news and we get it every day. But the good is there! The regime is failing left right and centre and this can be the first glimpse at what we can do!

hii umm i wanted to make another doodle dump of the boys because weve actually played the game at this point so my view of them has completely changed since watching the anime !!!!!! its real fun to see whats different between these new ones and the originals

The vet sat at the table, folded his hands, and thought. I was sitting on a bench; my mom had called me, her brow furrowed slightly, her eyes searching for nothing, wanting to avoid the world around her. My mouth was dry; I'd been ignoring reality for quite some time, long enough to never realize anything, both by choice and because of that little silly game of hide-and-seek my parents had set up around me: my dog had cancer.

I heard the vet say a lot of things, how one thing damaged another, forming a decaying row, like dominoes falling. How one failing organ damaged the next, and the next, and the next. And finally...

"The only reason he's still alive is because he wants to live," he says, looking at my dog, who was with me, by my side, for half of my childhood and all of my adolescence.

And I looked at the sky, strangely clear, cloudless, on the other side of the window. There were no sounds of cars, no planes, nothing. The world had suddenly fallen silent.

A week .

A week to say goodbye.

Another week of suffering.

One more week.

I truly believe that this pain returns from time to time to remind me how short life really is. We all die, eventually. We all leave.

That year, before turning 18, I said goodbye to everything that had meant to my childhood, my adolescence, and my eternal youth, and that, much to my regret, included you. I would have given anything to have you a little longer, but prolonging your suffering would have been so selfish it wouldn't have been considered love.

My love for you is more eternal than any life will ever be. I love you, Slash.