To get married to my gay husband, get a house, keep my career going, have my fursuit, go to cons and have great vacations, and to just keep cool for the rest of my life. IE keep my body in mostly good fit shape.
Happens all the time here in philly. Happened to my next door neighbor's kid, their son was shot for wearing a hoodie. Where was his tv case? He was coming back from night school, and was checking his phone.
One case? no, real world? Yeah.
After the Trayvon Martian ruling, I gave up on this country. Murder is okay, and make it racist America. Stay Classy.
I don't mean to respond so short on this post, but honestly god fucking damn it.
* pours a little more whiskey *