Deviantart is not letting me change my journal mood - all that comes up when I click "mood" anywhere on the site is that damned boogie icon (I used to like you, boogie icon...why did you have to start spamming me?). I AM NOT neutral, I am sad and angered. If you aren't as well, you should be ashamed of yourself for not having paid attention. Iran is reaching a state of chaos, all due to a handful of men that value absolute power and money over human lives. An election was stolen, and the media was destroyed. Wounded protesters are being arrested at hospitals. Dead protesters are being stolen from hospitals. Foreign journalists are being forced to leave the country. All we have are Twitter and Youtube for carrying information from millions of Iranians that just want their vote to be counted - nothing more!! Her name was Neda and she died in her father's arms, one day prior to the US's Father's Day. There have been, and there will be, many more like her before this is over.
I am going to a rally today in DC. I wish I could do so much more, but all I can do is watch (I personally have been following The Huffington Post), and post news to Facebook that none of my friends will read, and stand in a group of about 100 people wearing green. And put a green hippy-heart in my DA icon...cause I'M ALL ABOUT HEARTS YA KNOW.













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We're at BB12 [xan/xan's roomie are at BB13] [link]
aaaaaaaaaaah!!!!! this is going to be so awesome! O____O
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We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
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We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
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I went and voted for your shirt design, though I'd be more prone to wearing a weiner dog, since I have one meself. Hope you aren't afraid of dogs!! Cause apparently dachshunds are terrifying judging from one person that visited me... Also hope you aren't afraid of clowns, cause the guest room is stuffed with them (my mother's obsession, not mine).
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We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
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