Abused patience turns to fury. Thomas Fuller

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Woah, ah, mercy, mercy me

Ah, things ain't what they used to be (ain't what they used to be)

Where did all the blue skies go?

Poison is the wind that blows

From the north and south and east

Woah mercy, mercy me, yeah

Ah, things ain't what they used to be (ain't what they used to be)

Oil wasted on the ocean and upon our seas

Fish full of mercury

Oh Jesus, yeah, mercy, mercy me, ah

Ah, things ain't what they used to be (ain't what they used to be)

Radiation underground and in the sky

Animals and birds who live nearby are dying

Hey, mercy, mercy me, oh

Hey, things ain't what they used to be

What about this overcrowded land?

How much more abuse from man can she stand?

Oh, na, na, na

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Hey, ooh, woo

- Written by: Marvin Gaye

BKK

This photo I did because I have been in a relationship like this with secret and lies.

One min its the I love yous... and then the next stop being stupid..

Then you think everything is fine and happy... But then you come to find out the person is talking to someone else... You are begging and screaming to get them to notice you more and more... But all they are doing is talking shit behind your back....

Your Crazy.... Your overthinking... I hate you... I don't care if you leave.... no one will ever love you... You will have to tell everyone we are not together anymore... they will put it all on you and make you look like the crazy one...

Don't let someone treat you like this... Because you the strong one.... and you can say FUCK YOU...

This Photo is for Kim Lockheart

Because she is in a very toxic relationship.

Avery Anna - Narcissist

www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAETfO9a8cw

Out of touch with my feelings

I can't help it if I'm happy or sad

Today I cried for no reason

Made me feel like a psychopath

I should hate you 'cause I love you

You should hate yourself for treating me like that

We both know you only love you

Did you know they have a name for that?

You say that I'm crazy

You say that you're sorry

Won't happen again

You say I'm dramatic

I'm overreacting

And maybe I am

And I know you'll get over me

But can you get over yourself?

Before you go and love somebody else

You should probably get some help

My parents don't like you

Why would they want to?

After they found me crying on the bathroom floor

I don't even like me anymore

'Cause you say that I'm crazy

You say that you're sorry

Won't happen again

You say I'm dramatic

I'm overreacting

And maybe I am

And I know you'll get over me

But can you get over yourself?

Before you go and love somebody else

You should probably get some help

You lose your voice when you yell too much

Don't say you love me until you mess up

Phone calls past twelve o'clock, wanting me back

Don't you know that they got a name for that?

You say that I'm crazy

You say that you're sorry

Won't happen again

You say I'm dramatic

I'm overreacting

And maybe I am

And I know you'll get over me

But can you get over yourself?

Before you go and love somebody else

You should probably get some help

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I find the high moors fascinating places not just for the natural beauty and weird rock formations but also because, many years ago, they were a hive of industry, principally mining or quarrying. This was taken on Bodmin Moor in Cornwall, close to the hamlet of St. Breward. As well the moorland scenery it shows a cheesewring which although resembling a man made object is actually a perfectly natural rock formation created by erosion. Close by can be seen the remains of an old mining building which overlooked an open cast mine where, probably, tin or copper would have been extracted. It is likely that the miners walked several miles to and from their homes to this mine in all weathers. I visited on a fine day but it was still a bleak and windy place. Truly, those miners worked between a rock and a hard place.

Thanks to Alice Popkorn for the use and abuse of her texture "Magic Veil".

Bill Cosby is day dreaming of the women he drugged and abused. A very disturbing story ....and drawing.

Feeling the constant war between the darkness and the light. I can’t find the words to express it so I make pictures.

Day 18

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As a way to cope with circumstances beyond my control, survive and work to keep fighting for life I decided to try to take at least one photo (or more) each day. I call this “a photo (or more) a day.” Practicing this form of therapeutic photography helps me work to focus on the present moment, gives me something familiar and enjoyable to focus on as I use photography skills that have become like second-nature to me and being able to view the images I capture helps me recall what I was thinking, feeling and noticing at the moment when I created the photos. More of the photos from this series can be seen on my Instagram account

I may not always have the energy, time or capacity to share photos from this series—especially with the very challenging circumstances my family and I are experiencing—and will do my best to continue taking a photo (or more) a day even if I’m not able to share.

If you would like to support my work and my family, one way you can do so is by ordering my zines:

CLOUDS

in the moment | collection 1

in the moment | collection 2

Moving Forward

Many thanks for your support.

For the past four years, I abused her. I used her anytime, anywhere to satisfy my urges. click to continue reading

What poor Archie must endure

Beirut, Lebanon.

# Flickr Friday, # point, Spikey things, abused drill, just wondering what the user did before with this drill.

At least it was used to the end, to make a small hole bigger

Minolta XD, MC Rokkor-PG 50/1.4, Ilford Delta 100 @ 100.

Abuse

Verbal,Mental,and emotional abuse doesn't always come from boyfriends. It can come from friends colleagues employers,and family members. Its important to remember people treat us how we allow them to treat us and we should stand up for ourselves in these situations in the beginning instead of hoping they will get better on their own.

design credit : ~DeadofNight-Art

“The greater the power, the more dangerous the abuse.”

- Edmund Burke.

ps: against the international pharmaceutical market abuse.

A neglected bench in Mesilla, New Mexico.

This Osprey seemed to be giving us some verbal abuse for being too close....I don't blame it!

Credits @ noisyprincessgarden.com/event/candies-abuse/

As bad as I treat Gustavo... I'd never treat him THIS bad!

Taken for Fashion Teller House.

Drought

Model- Alex Avion. (me)

Mother Nature has had enough of mankind's greed and abuse of the earth's resources. She must fight back to save herself and renew the world. She is sending all her furies to wipe out the human virus and rebirth the earth.

Come see the whole story here...

issuu.com/fashiontellersl/docs/fth-nf-v2

Ugly

If you know anything about an abuser you may understand how they abuse someone then with brief and very public displays of attention and support they make it all seem like everything is better now. Only to continue the abuse in earnest the next moment. It makes the abused feel like they're crazy. This is exactly what Trump is doing to the stock market with his on again/off again tariffs.

Before my maternal grandfather (a severe alcoholic and wife abuser) died of lung cancer (he smoked), he managed to hold a job with the welfare department -- handing out government cheese and other commodities.

The governmental distribution of commodities, which was an integral part of LBJ's "Great Society," had a profound impact on every community in America. In-kind distribution of "commodities" was soon replaced by food stamps,but the impact was the same. The government had created incentives for "families" to have low incomes in order to qualify for free food (and housing), which in turn created incentives for "families" to exclude income-earning fathers, which in turn created single-mother families, which in turn created troubled children.

It was the exemplar of a government program whose unintended consequences caused incalculable damage to the very persons it was supposed to benefit. Fortunately, President Bill Clinton had the courage to tell the truth about this horrible system and essentially abolish it.

This sign is on the crumbling ruins of a building in Yazoo City, Mississippi.

project for english:)

The very nice people over at www.vinylabuse.com have ran a nice article on The Foxtrot Collective. Check it out....

Cheers Spen!

Alter Ego: Man-Mech

Name: Maelstrom Lancaster

Allegiance: Villain

Powers: None

Weapons:

* Customised Mech that allows him:

* Super strength, Durability and Limitless Stamina

* Bulletproof armour

* Immunity to cold temperatures

* Low altitude flight

* Invulnerability against electricity and EMPs

Key Weakness: He's vulnerable against large bodies of water which causes him to be slow.

Origin:

When Maelstrom was on his way home from work he witnessed a villain getting brutally beaten down by the hero, Cosmic Comet, for a standard petty crime. This traumatised Maelstrom for years and from then on had a different outlook on Heroes seeing them as abusers and Villains as the victims. During this time he engineered a robotic suit that could help him on his mission to protect villains from being beaten mercilessly by heroes. Once it was completed he started to use it to protect villains in need by defending them and telling the intercepting hero(heroes) to use their words instead of violence, despite the villain causing them and others harm.

Cleaning out some older photos and found this one.

A single file HDR

Thanks to all who stop to look and comment. I will be sure to look at your photostream and leave a comment.

Used and abused

he left me there,

with broken bones

right on that floor.

I couldn’t feel

the pain no more

as I rolled into a ball

of grief and disbelief,

crying the silent tears

of shame and blame.

He broke into my home

that night,

destroyed my world

of smiles and butterflies.

He scratched my soul

so deep,

it left a scar

for me to keep.

But scratched is not broken,

I’ll take it as a token

to appreciate and validate

the good things in my life.

My arms are open

for the broken

because I know

how deep that pain can go.

I still hand out my smile

when I feel that someone

didn’t have one in a while.

I refused to stay abused,

I do enjoy life.

You wonder why and how?

Because I can, I’m still alive!

© Sonja Arroyo 2010

Note: Take your time to hurt and heal but refuse to stay a victim...life is too beautiful. I think that everyone carries their own scratches.Sending all my love and good energy to my flickr peeps :-))

In a textile mill

July 26th, 2010

knot knowing means not knowing at all

when love says no and she is standing so tall

her regal poise needs no noise no spoken word used

a nod and a look and that closes the book.

so leave while you can no turning back advised

the road will lead you to the right size

say goodbye.

the trails sometimes snails

downhill picks up the speed that's all you'll need

and when the end is in sight don't fright it's a delight.

she loved you for a while

she used you with a smile oh how beguiled you were used

not really abused.

you loved it quite well

you bathed in the smell

her rose lips her luscious hips

and now go to........

goodbye fairdewell

you've learned all you need

women love forever men just live to tell

women know the truth

women drink it with vermouth

your brain may be broken your heart twisted in a knot

because knot knowing is not knowing at all.

good nite

Hello and thank you for checking after this charity event that has been organized in secondlife to support sexual abuse and assault victims , The landmark is down bellow . stop by if you feel like it . Thank you again -

maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Sirrakuk/92/110/299

Inspired by the famous movie "Gaslight". These days the term

gaslighting is sort of psychological abuse , manipulation , meant

to make the victim lose self-confidence and drive insane.

Stop Fear is my new work created to give hope to those suffering from abuse...

Coming soon in Second Life...

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Abused Abandoned Jungle Dogs.

As promised in yesterday's post, a cute photo of Freckles.

We're working our way up the side of the mountain on

very precarious concrete steps. Temperature and humidity

are off the charts, every bug in Thailand is right here trying

to eat your sweat drenched body. Monkeys screeching and

screaming while swinging from the trees.Jungle song birds

are singing their tunes, a lonely gibbon calls out for a mate.

This is the real deal, welcome to my world ........................... ;-)~~

Thank You.

Jon&Crew.

Please help with your donations here.

www.gofundme.com/saving-thai-temple-dogs.

Please,

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Large Logos or Copy/Pastes.

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Minolta XD, MD 50/1.2, Ilford Delta 100 @ 100.

"Europe" statue used as bike rack.

Statue is designed by Jits Bakker and it was unveiled on 11 June 2008.

(That's not my bike.)

This poor old Deere was sitting in the midst of a bunch of other junk that I found beside the road in Mooresburg, Tennessee.

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Abandoned Abused Street Dogs.

We hadn't been on the roof but a few minutes when out

of nowhere Mr Rocky shows up to play with his Mom ... ;-)

Thanks again for all your support on this crazy project.

Thank You.

Jon&Crew.

Please help with your donations here.

www.gofundme.com/f/help-for-abandoned-thai-temple-dogs

Please,

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Explored - Jun 7, 2010 #188

Idk whats with the title.

An outtake from here.

I've got no time to take any photos till my exam is over but I'll try my best! :D

I've got a 2 weeks holiday. Yey (:

Stay tuned people.

Explored on Jun 7, 2010 #188

My name is Misty

I'm only three,

My eyes are swollen

I cannot see,

I must be stupid

I must be bad,

What else could have

Made my daddy so mad?

I wish I were better

I wish I weren't ugly,

Then maybe my mommy

Would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all

I can't do a wrong

Or else I'm locked up

All the day long.

When I awake

I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe I'll get just

One whipping tonight.

Don't make a sound!

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse,

My name he calls,

I press myself

Against the wall.

I try and hide

From his evil eyes,

I'm so afraid now

I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping,

He shouts ugly words,

He says its my fault

That he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And I run for the door.

He's already locked it

And I start to bawl,

He takes me and throws me

Against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor

With my bones nearly broken,

And my daddy continues

With more bad words spoken.

"I'm sorry!", I scream,

But its much too late.

His face has been twisted

Into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain

Again and again.

Oh please God, have mercy!

Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door,

While I lay there motionless

Sprawled on the floor.

My name is Misty

And I am but three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me.

The poem above was written in 1996 by Misty Nicole Ramsey

There are levels to the crimes against humanity being committed by this Administration (and by everyone supporting them) in the raids in Mississippi. Perhaps the most heinous is that they rounded up parents without notifying the schools so that when the grade school kids went home at the end of the day they found themselves alone with their house locked and their parents nowhere to be found.

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