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PLEASE STOP SCROLLING, PLEASE. I’M BEGGING YOU.

This is my niece and nephew, Kyra and Mosaiah Mills with their father - my brother - Brian Mills. Twenty nine days ago they were abducted by their non-custodial mother. Brian, is at his wits end and going out of his mind trying to find two out of his three babies. He is staying strong but he doesn’t know where to turn anymore. The police have some leads but nothing useful so far. If you have any suggestions on searching for them please let me know. They are suspected to be in the Greater Burbank area But Candra and her partner Traci have ties in Georgia too.

This is my niece and nephew. My family. Please. Please help if you can, reblog this and get as much word out as possible.

(Source: everythingthatkills-me)

worthless-broken-numb:

It’s all in the details. They way someone stops smiling the moment you aren’t looking. How their answers become shorter, their laughter a little bit more forced for every time. You’ll sometimes catch them with a distant look in their eyes, as if they’re staring into the big nothingness that surrounds them. Completely gone. Lost. Alone. You might find that they start distancing themselves from you, making excuses, feeding you with their little covering lies. “I’m just tired,” they’ll say. They’ll laugh it off, every single time. You should pay attention to how they start covering up their bodies, hiding every inch of their skin, hating every inch of their skin. They wont take your compliments, if so, you’ll only get a simple ‘thank you’ and they will take it all for lies. Self hate could easily be mistaken for self irony - although they say it with a smile on their face, keep your eyes open for the empty look that follows. Pay attention. Never look away. Because they are nearly impossible to spot, unless you’re one of them.

bifrosttogallifrey:

This, ladies and gentlemen, is what you get when you stand up to a man who beats his young girlfriend in public. Not the black eye, not the broken nose, but the sense of being a fucking great human being.

Earlier today while I was waiting for the bus I witnessed a man walk up to his girlfriend, who couldn’t have been older than 18, kick her handbag, spit on her and scream in her face that she was a cunt. He walked back into the bus shelter after telling her she was worthless and pathetic and kicking her in the gut then as she tried to follow he turned around to grab her. I got in between them and told him that he should never EVER spit on a woman, hit her or talk to her in that way. He laughed in my face and said he would “fuck me up”. I looked him square in the eye and told him that I was not afraid of him. He proceeded to scream obscenities at her as I took her away from him, then he shouted to me that he could walk round the corner to get people to kill me. Feeling defiant, I said “go on, I dare you, there’re plenty of people around to witness it.” The prick then walked right up to me and head butted me in the nose. I am now sporting a swollen face and the beginnings of a black eye but the police took swabs from my nose to get his DNA and they know exactly who he is. Cunt’s going down for assault. Motherfuckers don’t treat women like that and get away with it. I feel heroic.

you lady are fucking awesome

(Source: rememberyourbones)

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