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Be Like, Beautiful, and Crying: Someone should write a book where the main character slowly falls in love with the reader. "Someone should write a book where the main character slowly falls in love with the reader. Last line of the book "Please, don't close the book, I don't want to die oh my god I'd just like, keep the book open and tape it to a wall. I'm almost afraid to want it John Green, we're waiting So I guess this is it, isn't it? There are no more chapters, right? You said we were getting close and that was a while ago. I stared up into the sky, it was the same old sky there had always been, except for some rainclouds that hadn't been there a few minutes ago. It wasn't raining, but they were still floating up there grey and dismal. You begin to ask me something "Don't ask me how I know, I just do. Things just feel really final right now, like the downward slope is starting to level out Eventually... We'll hit the back cover, right? I sat down on a bench- had that been there a few minutes ago? It was hard to tell. Did you say yes? I think I heard you. Your voice keeps getting harder to hear Thunder rumbled, but. t wasn't like the thunder I'm used to. It sounded like you, and it sounded sad. From one of the clouds, a single drop of rain fell on the grainy wood of the bench. ".. You're crying, aren't you? I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I wishl could change this. I wish I could reach where you are Thunder rolled again, and behind it was a voice. Your voice Me? I'li be fine, I think. I don't know if this has ever happened before. I don't really know what happens when you...close the book. You ask me if I'm afraid And oddly, I'm not. "No, actually. Because... Whatever happens to me when you close the cover... You can always open the book up again, right? and that's when the answer hits me, the realization jolting me to stand again. That's it, isn't it? You can open it back up. The words won't change, but Fll still be here. You can meet me all over again, and I can meet you, and everything we have will come back. It's raining now, and the clouds have merged together, and in them, for the first time... I see you You are the most beautiful life person I have ever seen in my entire You're crying, but it's quiet, and maybe that was the sound of your tears hitting paper I realize that we don't have a lot of time. Listen-before it's all over-I want you to know that everything, all of this... Even being over, it was worth it. It was worth it to meet you, to get to know you. Even if when you close that cover and I disappear- it was all worth it. I love you. You love me too, I know it, I can feel it, just like for a moment I can feel what it would be like to hold your hand. There is a very long pause, and I realize you're prolonging what has to happen. "You can do it." For the first time, you have to be the hero. You have to close the book so we can keep going. And I believe in you. The sky gets darker, slowly, but then it gets light again, and your face is still up in those clouds. You open your mouth and for the first time I HEAR you, not just feel what you're saying or understand you in my own head, your voice comes through the pages in your world and into the reality of mine, and it reverberates and I can hear every little nuance, down to the hitch from you crying "Tll never forget you, you say. TIl come back soon The end SOMEONE DID AND NOW IM EMOTIONAL i would keep the book open and write extras saying that "NOPE WERE MARRIED. THIS IS OFFICIALLY MY LIFE STORY you should probably go to TheMetaPicture.com srsfunny:Someone Heard About This Idea And Went For It

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Af, Being Alone, and Ass: When you land at pleasant park and ya house aint got no guns and you already hear rockets and gunshots going off outside Fortnite done changed my life. I lost all hope for online gaming and a welcoming gaming community since Mw2. I was lost, alone, and had no squad. All my friends were dead and I felt the pain Lil Uzi was trying to portray in his music. I’m not gonna lie, I was not on the fortnite wave at first until i actually played it when I went over to my little cousin house. This is probably one of the most addicting games. More addicting then crack. They had to have sprinkle some crack into the servers. The first time I picked up a controller I was like “why the fuck is their the magic school bus dropping us off?” Then I see hella people sky diving out. Im like we about to mob on niggas, till i released how ruthless people online are. I use to just skydive as soon as the bus crossed over the map. I would be lumber jacking wood until some ruthless ass mother fucker pulls up with a Gold Scar, Maxed out shield and his homie quick scoping me from 90 meters out in a 5 story apartment complex. I have no chance with this cute little pix axe. I played squad mode with some random. I will never forget you Zelda Girl. She looked like she knew what she was doing so i followed her. Zelda Girl was thiccc af in her camo cargos working that axe for that wood. I seen shorty get sniped by a call of duty try hard from about 200 meters away. how a bitch from Tilted towers pop her from greasy grove? I went over to revive her and gave her my last Med Kid and Shield Juice. That Shield Lean comes in clutch down the stretch when fuck niqqas try to team up on you. I end up finishing the two enemies and I go over to salvage their materials. Just in the nick of Time the storm starts closing in on me. Trying to run from the storm is like dodging child support, you can’t. Once trap by the system it’s over for you. My health on about 14 when I look over to Zelda girl bonk ganging my ass. Storm closing in the bitch pulls out a launch pad and leaves my ass. These hoes not loyal. I died in the storm. Zelda girl if you reading this... bitch I miss you baby come back. I won’t die in the storm no more. I hate to see you go but I love to watch that ass leave 😘
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Children, Crying, and Family: llamajun: indigenous-rising: girljanitor: deducecanoe: haiweewicci: nativeamericannews: Sacajawea: If Not For Her, We Could Be Saluting the British Flag Few women in U.S. history have had more influence on the nation’s history than the young Lemhi Shoshone woman, Sacajawea. It’s very likely that Lewis and Clark would never have reached the Pacific Ocean had it not been for her help. White settlement would have been different. Indian wars throughout the western half of the country would have been altered. We might even be saluting the British flag rather than the American flag. Sacajawea’s role was gigantic. MY GIRL. She is of our tribe and we are so proud of her out in Inyo County. The Lewis and Clark thing was just a small part of her epic life. She was actually born with the name Poi Naipi (Little Grass Maiden). She and two of her friends (Nai Nukkwi, Patsu Naipi) were kidnapped by a hostile band of Hidatsa, who had a strange practice of replacing their own dead children with the children of other tribes. Poi Naipi’s “adopted” parents didn’t like her much so instead of sending her home they freaking sold her to a drunken French guy named Charbonneau. This man was bastard incarnate. To put this into perspective: He had once been stabbed in the face in Manitoba when he was caught raping a young girl there. At this time, being forced to marry him, Poi Naipi was about 9 years old. And, he already had one other child bride. He was very abusive, he drank a lot, and at some point Poi Naipi started calling herself Tsaikka Tsa Wea. It means in our language, “One Who Carries a Burden.” You see how this got corrupted to Sacajawea over time. At one point on the LC expedition Clark caught Charbonneau beating Tsaikka Tsa Wea and her newborn son. Well, Clark and Lewis beat the crap out of Charbonneau and told him to knock it off. Later, after the expedition, Clark paid for Tsaikka Tsa Wea’s son to go to school and live in his home. That’s not even the cool part though. As an older woman Tsaikka Tsa Wea said “To hell with this, I’m going home.” This was a pretty big thing to do, understand that she had practically been raised by her abusive scumbag husband and it is very hard for women who have been systematically abused since childhood to learn to stand up for themselves, especially against their aggressors. But, she did it. Traveling all by herself, she found the Northern Shoshone encampment on Wind River, where Chief Wusik-He was with some Eastern Shoshone (and some Western at the time) (this would later go on to be the permanent Eastern settlement, those guys are still out there today). She was reunited with her brother, who by that point had been named Daigwani of the Northern Shoshone. Everybody welcomed her home, her friends, her family, and she broke down crying to hear them call her their “Lost Woman” (Wadze Waipu). For her resilience and cunning she was appointed the personal advisor to Wusik-He. As a very old woman was buried with the name “Chief Woman,” later her son and her nephew were buried on either side of her. Those graves are still there on Wind River today. Poi Naipi and the Wide Ridge Clan, never forget you, your story is always being told. Miikwa katukan, tunna wunupuhantu tung’atiwan naangwunupuhantu Wow. What an amazing woman.  *tears* pilayayame tȟáŋtaŋhaŋ wičhówoyake rebloging for haiweewicci:’s comment. Unexpected feelings. That’s some powerful stuff, and not something I was ever taught in school.
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