#Repost from @junglebarbiejulia FULL STORY. On the night of August 10 2013 I went to DC for my birthday to go to “Park Place”, an upscale restaurant. Upon my arrival at the entrance, at 11:30pm, before going to stand in the very long line I went to ask a patrolling officer where a nearby restroom was and before I could utter the words, I was met with an elbow and a right punch to my face. I was instantly knock out. My police report (which has changed numerous times this year) say I was arrest and processed at 1:50 am which is 2 hours that I was unaccounted for. I was left on the floor and when I woke up I was bleeding in multiple places with drag marks on my toes, my wrist were cut by the cuffs, the back of my head and arms were lumpy. The officers wouldn’t tell me why I was in jail and I overheard them saying what should we charge her with? We can’t say domestic, we don’t know who she is with. After pleading and begging to go to the hospital, I was met with more hostility before they finally let me go to the hospital the next days upon my release I had a rape kit done because I don’t know any thing that happened to me while knocked out and it came back positive for semen. They sent messages from my phone while I was detained. Internal Affairs came and confiscated my clothing (they never returned them) and they stole my rape kit. As of today I am facing charges for fighting a bouncer outside of the Lima Club, I was never there and its 5 minutes away from Park driving, also 5 officers that responded after I punched the manager to I was apparently Mike Tyson because when I woke up in jail I had the strength and gumption to fight some more officers in there. When the video was requested both clubs said they lost them. They follow me and stalk my home to this day, I have caught DC police trying to get in my home when they thought I had left, even the Baltimore cops help protect them, one in the rape department even asked me out on a date while my face was still battered. I have been trying to tell my story on IG only to find that police officers or this hired by then have been spamming my hashtag #justiceforjulia with blasphemous pictures. Please share her story.
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update on life:
i have so many interests in so many men right now. 2 i talk to and see regularly. 2 from work. and one at school. the 2 i talk to regularly, well its so weird. one is my ex boyfriend, and he’s constantly in and out of my life. I love him, but i don’t love him the same way i used to. I can’t look at him in the eyes and see my world. I just see a failed relationship. I just see a failure to work out our differences. He talks about a future, having kids, but he expects me to wait on the sidelines while he does his own little thing. until when? what do i look like? Waiting for someone when theres a world of men out there that I can get my hands on.
the other one, he’s nice. we met online. we try to see each other whenever we can. me and him, we get along so well. i never stop laughing when I’m around him. but i feel like whatever we have, is becoming purely physical. and its no longer enjoyable (for me) i want someone who can be my backbone. someone who will support me through the stress of school and work. and not just use me for physical satisfaction (even though i am satisfied as well)
the 2 from work, its complicated. one is my superior, but I’m positive he has an interest in me because of the way he looks at me and laughs at my jokes. idk, i just KNOW, ya know? plus me and him have everything in common. we might be the same person, just different genders .whenever we got the chance we would talk to each other about things no one else would. politics, books, Kafka, existentialism, the Federalist papers. But he’s almost 10 years older than me (when he found out he sounded shocked and disappointed.) He’s the only one I have genuine feelings for. Someone I can see myself very happy with. And in a way, he’s the only one i want to make happy too. Im not really concerned with how he makes me feel, as much as i care about how i make him feel. I really hope somehow, in some way the universe will make it work out with me and him….
*sigh* and the other one from work, well he told me he’s interested in me. but its awkward because he has a girlfriend and she works with us, and he says he’s gonna break up with her. but i don’t like that, we haven’t done anything. in fact, he only talks to me about her, and flirts with me too. but its still awful. and i don’t think i would be able to trust him if he does leave her. plus we’re kind of like jim and pam. we always talk, go on break together, he does cute stuff like draw pictures of me, or chat me (we have a work chatroom) cute things. but like….its like I’m pam and he’s jim. somehow, even though he’s the one with the girlfriend. i like him too but…i cannot reciprocate until his girlfriend is out of the picture.
the one from school, well he’s more like a crush. he’s so cute. he’s into edm. he can speak fluent spanish (he’s white) but he’s so beautiful. i can tell he might be boring, but beautiful and boring would make a great husband, and a great future First Spouse. (this is my logic. this is how i think)
so basically yeah. my life is so hectic with work and school so i guess I’m just using men as a stress relief and a way to keep myself preoccupied so i don’t go crazy. sounds about right.
Literally white men with “insert offensive slang term for a minority fever”
Dale a Internet una Imagen
y ellos harán lo peor….
Veo y subo a
tengo una mente muy enferma
yooooo spanish tumblr turns the fuck UP
RIP Mike Brown. His momma said she didn’t want anymore pics of him laying dead on the street so she shared pics of him as she knew him. This is one…And I swear if it’s the last thing I do on this bloody website we are gunna make sure this doesn’t get forgotten. If we can’t get justice we’ll get change. The event in ferguson show that things have to fucking change#ArrestDarrenWilson, #JusticeforMikeBrown, #BlackLivesMatter, #Ferguson