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Af, Being Alone, and America: There is a biker gang from Arizona who help keep child abuse victims safe while the child's abuser is prosecuted, including guarding their houses at night person is not yet in jail and attending court with the child, shielding them so they don't have to look at their abuser Ultrafacts.tumblr.com <p><a href="https://mjaydziarand.tumblr.com/post/175493196475/instructor144-bowtomypointlesswords" class="tumblr_blog">mjaydziarand</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="https://instructor144.tumblr.com/post/175214147721/bowtomypointlesswords-hurtlittleboy" class="tumblr_blog">instructor144</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="https://bowtomypointlesswords.tumblr.com/post/175112935645/hurtlittleboy-bama-5sos-copperbadge" class="tumblr_blog">bowtomypointlesswords</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="https://hurtlittleboy.tumblr.com/post/171593202673/bama-5sos-copperbadge-drgaellon" class="tumblr_blog">hurtlittleboy</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://bama-5sos.tumblr.com/post/163003043369/copperbadge-drgaellon-racethewind10" class="tumblr_blog">bama-5sos</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://copperbadge.tumblr.com/post/156508214295/drgaellon-racethewind10" class="tumblr_blog">copperbadge</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="https://drgaellon.tumblr.com/post/156472902049/racethewind10-rowsdower-saves-us" class="tumblr_blog">drgaellon</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://racethewind10.tumblr.com/post/145514956456">racethewind10</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://rowsdower-saves-us.tumblr.com/post/145511404983">rowsdower-saves-us</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://your-uncle-dave.tumblr.com/post/145510671699">your-uncle-dave</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://tinyfloatingwhales.tumblr.com/post/145433359290">tinyfloatingwhales</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kikithegirl.tumblr.com/post/139832743451">kikithegirl</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://uriesays.tumblr.com/post/128608926276">uriesays</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://clatterbane.tumblr.com/post/127594082088">clatterbane</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://haydengise.tumblr.com/post/117367190509">haydengise</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ultrafacts.tumblr.com/post/116782475471">ultrafacts</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://groovypirate.tumblr.com/post/114871909793">groovypirate</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://bee-the-gatekeeper.tumblr.com/post/114860323866">bee-the-gatekeeper</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://chauvinistsushi.tumblr.com/post/73285652489">chauvinistsushi</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://bebinn.tumblr.com/post/73284898219">bebinn</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://hellkatsally.tumblr.com/post/69155245631">hellkatsally</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ultrafacts.tumblr.com/post/69123997330">ultrafacts</a>:</p> <blockquote> <p><a href="http://t.umblr.com/redirect?z=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.azcentral.com%2Fnews%2Fazliving%2Farticles%2F2012%2F07%2F13%2F20120713bikers-against-child-abuse-make-abuse-victims-feel-safe.html&amp;t=ODM0YmNlZjU1OGQ0N2M4OWViZTc3ODJmMWQ2YTc3MDdjNDVlZjhmZCxkdXJXRXFBdg%3D%3D">Source</a> </p> </blockquote> <p>These dudes are fucking legit.  They don’t just show up one day in court, either, they actually make friends with the kids and let them know they have a support system and that there are people in the world who care about them and will always have their back.  And less important, but also cool, is that the few times a couple of them have come into my cafe, they’ve been super friendly and polite and when I told one of the guys that I noticed his Bikers Against Child Abuse patch and wanted him to know how awesome I thought he was because of it, he got kind of shy and blushed and said, “The kids are the awesome ones, we just let them know they’re allowed to be brave.”</p> </blockquote> <p>The source is long, but so, so good. These men and women are available in 36 states, 24 hours a day to stand guard at home, in court, at school, even if the child has a nightmare. Many of them are survivors of childhood abuse as well, and know what it’s like to feel scared and alone.</p> <blockquote> <p>In court that day, the judge asked the boy, “Are you afraid?” No, the boy said.</p> <p>Pipes says the judge seemed surprised, and asked, “Why not?”</p> <p>The boy glanced at Pipes and the other bikers sitting in the front row, two more standing on each side of the courtroom door, and told the judge, “Because my friends are scarier than he is.”</p> </blockquote> </blockquote> <p>Actual tears.. hnngh</p> </blockquote> <p>Show me more of people like this, world. I give up on humans too easily.</p> </blockquote> <p>where do i sign up for this,i want to be in this gang</p> </blockquote> <p><figure data-orig-height="157" data-orig-width="236" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/63a3564117b89dcd6dab6fe98fd97299/tumblr_inline_nn1a6bdPLL1rxwfvw_540.jpg"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/83faa038a9f7185dd81df5e54ac8960e/tumblr_inline_p7gsh7cjg61s60xxc_540.jpg" class="" data-orig-height="157" data-orig-width="236" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/63a3564117b89dcd6dab6fe98fd97299/tumblr_inline_nn1a6bdPLL1rxwfvw_540.jpg"/></figure><figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="168" data-orig-width="300" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/7e4ea07a629fa2f84687cb2640d733c2/tumblr_inline_nn1a6jblzo1rxwfvw_540.jpg"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/cc39dc5e60dd28cc3520f709000d7aa4/tumblr_inline_p7gsh7v2MP1s60xxc_540.jpg" class="" data-orig-height="168" data-orig-width="300" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/7e4ea07a629fa2f84687cb2640d733c2/tumblr_inline_nn1a6jblzo1rxwfvw_540.jpg"/></figure></p> </blockquote> <p>This is fucking amazing. It may be out of character for me to say this but rock on</p> </blockquote> <p><em>Bikers Against Child Abuse was founded in 1995 by a Native American child psychologist whose ride name is Chief, when he came across a young boy who had been subjected to extreme abuse and was too afraid to leave his house. He called the boy to reach out to him, but the only thing that seemed to interest the child was Chief’s bike. Soon, some 20 bikers went to the boy’s neighborhood and were able to draw him out of his house for the first time in weeks.</em></p> <em>Chief’s thesis was that a child who has been abused by an adult can benefit psychologically from the presence of even more intimidating adults that they know are on their side. “When we tell a child they don’t have to be afraid, they believe us,” Arizona biker Pipes told azcentral.com. “When we tell them we will be there for them, they believe us.”</em><br/>( <a href="http://t.umblr.com/redirect?z=http%3A%2F%2Fm.huffpost.com%2Fus%2Fentry%2F1681351&amp;t=ZTM1Y2Q0YjlkZTc2NTFmMDE2YmMwOWVkMDU0OTJmNWNjMWVhNTdmOSxkdXJXRXFBdg%3D%3D">Article</a>) <p><a href="http://t.umblr.com/redirect?z=http%3A%2F%2Fbacaworld.org%2Ffaqs%2F&amp;t=YTIzNDI5NzgyYWZiYzBhMmZjMGE3MWE1NWFkMmEyMTM3OTgxNTJiMSxkdXJXRXFBdg%3D%3D">More about BACA</a>, from their site</p> </blockquote> <p>My parents are a part of this organization and they are metal af</p> <p><br/>They go on runs to protect the child if they feel even the slightest threatened no matter where. If the child needs them to go on vacation with them, they do. Bikers come from across the nation to watch over and take shifts for these kids. And the best part is once you’re adopted into this family as a BACA kid, you’re always one. Even when you’re 40 and the perp gets released from jail, they’ll come meet with you and find your best options for avoiding the person and maintaining the life you’ve built for yourself. Once a BACA child, always a BACA child. In Florida, there’s 100% rate for identifying the perp based on the child’s testimony. Why? Because BACA stands with the child and supports the child so they feel comfortable enough to point out their attacker. </p> <p><br/>What’s better than a badass biker gang being on your side???</p> </blockquote> <p>NATIVE AMERICAN CHILD PSYCHOLOGIST WHO IS A BIKER AND NAMED HIMSELF CHIEF HELL YES I’M HERE FOR THAT AND BIKERS BEING BAD ASS TO PROTECT KIDS. HELL YEAH.</p> </blockquote> <p>it’s back! I will always reblog BACA</p> </blockquote> <p>Damn good people.</p> </blockquote> <p>I know they wouldn’t consider themselves such, but these people are freaking heroes and the world is a better place because of them. </p> </blockquote> <p>Hey folks, it talks about this in the article but its not mentioned in this post, BACA is a 501 © (3) charity that depends in part on donations to help pay for stuff like gas for their bikes. If you want to help, consider <a href="http://bacaworld.org/merchandise/">donating.</a> </p> </blockquote> <p><a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/m4NhE35_wP-galEMhhRsY0A">@copperbadge</a> You like posting about heroes, Sam. Seems like this would be up your alley.</p> </blockquote> <p>I love these folks! I’ve reblogged them before but it’s wonderful to see the donation information has been added. </p> </blockquote> <p>Always reblog. Keep doing what you’re doing y'all.</p> </blockquote> <p>Guys? This post changed my life. I saw this post. Forever ago. And thought it was only in america… and wished desperately that they could help me. But then I saw it again, during a bad episode, and checked their site. They aren’t just in the USA</p> <p>They’re in Canada as well and probably other countries. I met and talked with a native guy who runs the place near me. His name is Shaman. I got in, and I’m considered a BACA child now. Despite being 17, turning 18 when I talked to them. They spent time with me when my abuser was over, they gave me therapy resources. They give you something called a ‘level 1′ where they go to your house with as many bikers as they can, i shit you not a solid 20-40 bikers came from even out of province, and met me. I got to choose my biker name and I got a vest with patches on it and my name on it. They all hugged a Teddybear before giving it to me, and told me if I ever felt the BACA bear was running out of love, to give them a call and they’d refill it for me, and then I got a ride on one of their bikes. Just a day or so ago I went to an annual party with them and they we ate food one of them cooked and had a lot of laughs. </p> <p>I’ve never felt as loved as I did being a part of the BACA family. They also gave me dog tags with the names, and phone numbers of my 2 workers.  So I can call them whenever I feel scared. </p> <h2>BACA is an absolutely wonderful group that will do everything in it’s power to help any child whos been abused. </h2> <p>And it doesn’t end when you’re 18 either. As long as you get in contact/get your level 1 before you’re 18? you’re ALWAYS a BACA kid. I’m 18 now and they still invite me to parties, ask me if I’m okay, and are there for me. They’re still trying to find me resources for therapy. </p> <h2>BACA has changed my fucking life. </h2> <p>I hope you all can read this, and reblog it knowing from someone who fucking been with them, that they are absolutely amazing. </p> </blockquote> <p>This is truly amazing, I’m so glad people like this exist</p> </blockquote> <p>This needs to be reblogged. Because.</p> </blockquote> <p>Always reblog BACA. <br/></p> </blockquote>
Af, Being Alone, and America: There is a biker gang from Arizona who
 help keep child abuse victims safe
 while the child's abuser is prosecuted,
 including guarding their houses at night
 person is not yet in jail and attending
 court with the child, shielding them so
 they don't have to look at their abuser
 Ultrafacts.tumblr.com
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<p><a href="http://copperbadge.tumblr.com/post/156508214295/drgaellon-racethewind10" class="tumblr_blog">copperbadge</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://racethewind10.tumblr.com/post/145514956456">racethewind10</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://rowsdower-saves-us.tumblr.com/post/145511404983">rowsdower-saves-us</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://your-uncle-dave.tumblr.com/post/145510671699">your-uncle-dave</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://kikithegirl.tumblr.com/post/139832743451">kikithegirl</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://uriesays.tumblr.com/post/128608926276">uriesays</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://clatterbane.tumblr.com/post/127594082088">clatterbane</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://haydengise.tumblr.com/post/117367190509">haydengise</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ultrafacts.tumblr.com/post/116782475471">ultrafacts</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://chauvinistsushi.tumblr.com/post/73285652489">chauvinistsushi</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://bebinn.tumblr.com/post/73284898219">bebinn</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://hellkatsally.tumblr.com/post/69155245631">hellkatsally</a>:</p>
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<p><a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ultrafacts.tumblr.com/post/69123997330">ultrafacts</a>:</p>
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<p><a href="http://t.umblr.com/redirect?z=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.azcentral.com%2Fnews%2Fazliving%2Farticles%2F2012%2F07%2F13%2F20120713bikers-against-child-abuse-make-abuse-victims-feel-safe.html&amp;t=ODM0YmNlZjU1OGQ0N2M4OWViZTc3ODJmMWQ2YTc3MDdjNDVlZjhmZCxkdXJXRXFBdg%3D%3D">Source</a> </p>
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<p>These dudes are fucking legit.  They don’t just show up one day in court, either, they actually make friends with the kids and let them know they have a support system and that there are people in the world who care about them and will always have their back.  And less important, but also cool, is that the few times a couple of them have come into my cafe, they’ve been super friendly and polite and when I told one of the guys that I noticed his Bikers Against Child Abuse patch and wanted him to know how awesome I thought he was because of it, he got kind of shy and blushed and said, “The kids are the awesome ones, we just let them know they’re allowed to be brave.”</p>
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<p>The source is long, but so, so good. These men and women are available in 36 states, 24 hours a day to stand guard at home, in court, at school, even if the child has a nightmare. Many of them are survivors of childhood abuse as well, and know what it’s like to feel scared and alone.</p>
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<p>In court that day, the judge asked the boy, “Are you afraid?” No, the boy said.</p>
<p>Pipes says the judge seemed surprised, and asked, “Why not?”</p>
<p>The boy glanced at Pipes and the other bikers sitting in the front row, two more standing on each side of the courtroom door, and told the judge, “Because my friends are scarier than he is.”</p>
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<p>Actual tears.. hnngh</p>
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<p>Show me more of people like this, world. I give up on humans too easily.</p>
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<p>where do i sign up for this,i want to be in this gang</p>
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<p><figure data-orig-height="157" data-orig-width="236" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/63a3564117b89dcd6dab6fe98fd97299/tumblr_inline_nn1a6bdPLL1rxwfvw_540.jpg"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/83faa038a9f7185dd81df5e54ac8960e/tumblr_inline_p7gsh7cjg61s60xxc_540.jpg" class="" data-orig-height="157" data-orig-width="236" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/63a3564117b89dcd6dab6fe98fd97299/tumblr_inline_nn1a6bdPLL1rxwfvw_540.jpg"/></figure><figure class="tmblr-full" data-orig-height="168" data-orig-width="300" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/7e4ea07a629fa2f84687cb2640d733c2/tumblr_inline_nn1a6jblzo1rxwfvw_540.jpg"><img src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/cc39dc5e60dd28cc3520f709000d7aa4/tumblr_inline_p7gsh7v2MP1s60xxc_540.jpg" class="" data-orig-height="168" data-orig-width="300" data-orig-src="https://78.media.tumblr.com/7e4ea07a629fa2f84687cb2640d733c2/tumblr_inline_nn1a6jblzo1rxwfvw_540.jpg"/></figure></p>
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<p>This is fucking amazing. It may be out of character for me to say this but rock on</p>
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<p><em>Bikers Against Child Abuse was founded in 1995 by a Native American child psychologist whose ride name is Chief, when he came across a young boy who had been subjected to extreme abuse and was too afraid to leave his house. He called the boy to reach out to him, but the only thing that seemed to interest the child was Chief’s bike. Soon, some 20 bikers went to the boy’s neighborhood and were able to draw him out of his house for the first time in weeks.</em></p>
<em>Chief’s thesis was that a child who has been abused by an adult can benefit psychologically from the presence of even more intimidating adults that they know are on their side. “When we tell a child they don’t have to be afraid, they believe us,” Arizona biker Pipes told azcentral.com. “When we tell them we will be there for them, they believe us.”</em><br/>( <a href="http://t.umblr.com/redirect?z=http%3A%2F%2Fm.huffpost.com%2Fus%2Fentry%2F1681351&amp;t=ZTM1Y2Q0YjlkZTc2NTFmMDE2YmMwOWVkMDU0OTJmNWNjMWVhNTdmOSxkdXJXRXFBdg%3D%3D">Article</a>)
<p><a href="http://t.umblr.com/redirect?z=http%3A%2F%2Fbacaworld.org%2Ffaqs%2F&amp;t=YTIzNDI5NzgyYWZiYzBhMmZjMGE3MWE1NWFkMmEyMTM3OTgxNTJiMSxkdXJXRXFBdg%3D%3D">More about BACA</a>, from their site</p>
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<p>My parents are a part of this organization and they are metal af</p>
<p><br/>They go on runs to protect the child if they feel even the slightest threatened no matter where. If the child needs them to go on vacation with them, they do. Bikers come from across the nation to watch over and take shifts for these kids. And the best part is once you’re adopted into this family as a BACA kid, you’re always one. Even when you’re 40 and the perp gets released from jail, they’ll come meet with you and find your best options for avoiding the person and maintaining the life you’ve built for yourself. Once a BACA child, always a BACA child. In Florida, there’s 100% rate for identifying the perp based on the child’s testimony. Why? Because BACA stands with the child and supports the child so they feel comfortable enough to point out their attacker. </p>
<p><br/>What’s better than a badass biker gang being on your side???</p>
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<p>NATIVE AMERICAN CHILD PSYCHOLOGIST WHO IS A BIKER AND NAMED HIMSELF CHIEF HELL YES I’M HERE FOR THAT AND BIKERS BEING BAD ASS TO PROTECT KIDS. HELL YEAH.</p>
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<p>it’s back! I will always reblog BACA</p>
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<p>Damn good people.</p>
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<p>I know they wouldn’t consider themselves such, but these people are freaking heroes and the world is a better place because of them. </p>
</blockquote>
<p>Hey folks, it talks about this in the article but its not mentioned in this post, BACA is a 501 © (3) charity that depends in part on donations to help pay for stuff like gas for their bikes. If you want to help, consider <a href="http://bacaworld.org/merchandise/">donating.</a> </p>
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<p><a class="tumblelog" href="https://tmblr.co/m4NhE35_wP-galEMhhRsY0A">@copperbadge</a> You like posting about heroes, Sam. Seems like this would be up your alley.</p>
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<p>I love these folks! I’ve reblogged them before but it’s wonderful to see the donation information has been added. </p>
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<p>Always reblog. Keep doing what you’re doing y'all.</p>
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<p>Guys? This post changed my life. I saw this post. Forever ago. And thought it was only in america… and wished desperately that they could help me. But then I saw it again, during a bad episode, and checked their site. They aren’t just in the USA</p>
<p>They’re in Canada as well and probably other countries. I met and talked with a native guy who runs the place near me. His name is Shaman. I got in, and I’m considered a BACA child now. Despite being 17, turning 18 when I talked to them. They spent time with me when my abuser was over, they gave me therapy resources. They give you something called a ‘level 1′ where they go to your house with as many bikers as they can, i shit you not a solid 20-40 bikers came from even out of province, and met me. I got to choose my biker name and I got a vest with patches on it and my name on it. They all hugged a Teddybear before giving it to me, and told me if I ever felt the BACA bear was running out of love, to give them a call and they’d refill it for me, and then I got a ride on one of their bikes. Just a day or so ago I went to an annual party with them and they we ate food one of them cooked and had a lot of laughs. </p>
<p>I’ve never felt as loved as I did being a part of the BACA family. They also gave me dog tags with the names, and phone numbers of my 2 workers.  So I can call them whenever I feel scared. </p>
<h2>BACA is an absolutely wonderful group that will do everything in it’s power to help any child whos been abused. </h2>
<p>And it doesn’t end when you’re 18 either. As long as you get in contact/get your level 1 before you’re 18? you’re ALWAYS a BACA kid. I’m 18 now and they still invite me to parties, ask me if I’m okay, and are there for me. They’re still trying to find me resources for therapy. </p>
<h2>BACA has changed my fucking life. </h2>
<p>I hope you all can read this, and reblog it knowing from someone who fucking been with them, that they are absolutely amazing. </p>
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<p>This is truly amazing, I’m so glad people like this exist</p>
</blockquote>
<p>This needs to be reblogged. Because.</p>
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<p>Always reblog BACA. <br/></p>
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Alive, Bored, and Club: PRAY FOR THE WICKE RP STARTER MEME <p><a href="http://jeanbeanmemes.tumblr.com/post/175161423268/various-lyrics-from-the-panic-at-the-disco-album" class="tumblr_blog">jeanbeanmemes</a>:</p><blockquote> <p> <small><i>Various lyrics from the Panic! At The Disco album. Feel free to change anything to adapt better for RP purposes. This is part two of the lyrics</i><i>! </i><b><i>Some lyrics may be triggering.</i></b></small></p> <h2><b>Dancing’s Not A Crime</b></h2> <ul><li><small>I’m a moon-walker. I’m like MJ up in the clouds.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I know it sounds awkward.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I’m filthy as charged.<br/></small></li> <li><small>You’re a sweet talker but darlin’ whatcha gonna say now?<br/></small></li> <li><small>The midnight marauders, the higher never come down.</small></li> <li><small>You can’t take me anywhere.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I’m still uninvited, I’m still gonna light it.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I’m going insane and I don’t care.</small></li> <li><small>Dancing, dancing, dancing’s not a crime unless you do it without me.</small></li> <li><small>If you’re night crawlin’ with him, I won’t take it lying down.</small></li> <li><small>I’ve got a few lawyers, and you’re guilty as charged, guilty as charged</small></li> <li><small>We could be waltzin’, but darlin’ don’t be throwing shade now.</small></li> <li><small>Don’t call me Saint California if you’re at another altar.</small></li> <li><small>Just gimme your vows.</small></li> </ul><h2><b>One Of The Drunks</b></h2> <ul><li><small>Orange juice, pour out half the carton. Grey Goose, pour it, get it started.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Good times, remedy your sorrows.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Baptize, don’t worry ‘bout tomorrow.</small></li> <li><small>Shake it up, shake it up. <br/></small></li> <li><small>Now it’s time to dive in.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Share a cup, share a cup.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Now you’re screwdriving.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Every weekend with your friends, every weekday when it ends.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Damn, it’s all good, I guess.</small></li> <li><small>This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Searching for a new high, high as the sun, uncomfortably numb.<br/></small></li> <li><small>This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks. Welcome to the club!</small></li> <li><small>Never dry, every day you’re thirsty.</small></li> <li><small>Bourbon high, sip it till you’re tipsy.</small></li> <li><small>Night’s young, searching for a feeling.</small></li> <li><small>Big fun, dancing with the demons.</small></li> <li><small>Holy Spirit grips you like a pistol.</small></li> </ul><h2><b>The Overpass</b></h2> <ul><li><small>Let me hear you say something.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I’m sorry to get sentimental tonight.<br/></small></li> <li><small>That perfume lingers in your hair.<br/></small></li> <li><small>It’s just that everything reminds me of things I thought I shouldn’t have to see again. <br/></small></li> <li><small>See the thing is I’m so sorry to say you need me, don’t you?<br/></small></li> <li><small>Someone still loves you</small></li> <li><small>Meet me at the overpass.</small></li> <li><small>Sketchy girls and lipstick boys, troubled love and high speed noise.</small></li> <li><small>I know you wanna meet me at the overpass.</small></li> <li><small>Tiny bottles of shit wine in a tin can that climbs.<br/></small></li> <li> <small>I remember every time everything about you is perfect down to your blood type.</small><br/></li> </ul><h2><b>King Of The Cloud</b></h2> <ul><li><small>Heaven knows that I’m born too late for these ghosts that I chase.<br/></small></li> <li><small>With these dreams, I inflate, painted skies in my brain.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Every day, I’m Carl Sagan in space to escape this old world.<br/></small></li> <li><small><br/></small></li> <li><small>Some days I lie wide awake &lsquo;til the Sun hits my face and I fade, elevate from the Earth.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Far away to a place where I’m free from the weight, this old world.</small></li> <li><small>I don’t trust anything or anyone, below the Sun.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I don’t feel anything at all.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I’m King of the clouds, I get lifted.</small></li> <li><small>Some only live to die, I’m alive to fly higher than angels in outfields inside of my mind.<br/></small></li> <li><small>I’m ascending these ladders, I’m climbin’, say goodbye to this old world.</small></li> <li><small>When I fall to rise with stardust in my eyes in the backbone of night, I’m combustible. <br/></small></li> <li> <small>Dust in the fire when I can’t sleep a wink, I’m too tired.</small><br/></li> </ul><h2><b>Old Fashioned</b></h2> <ul><li> <small>Once upon a thrill from a kiss to a swill, we were swallowing the nights like we have nine lives. </small><br/></li> <li> <small>Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone.</small><br/></li> <li><small>We were bored like kids with a book of disorders, medicating every day to keep the straightness in order.</small></li> <li><small>It’s the false side of hope, where believers concede, and there’s only memories when it’s over.</small></li> <li><small>Pour out some liquor, make it an old fashioned. </small></li> <li><small>Remember your youth and all that you do, the plank and the passion.</small></li> <li><small>They were the best of times, they were the best of times.</small></li> <li><small>Once upon before we were brilliant and bored. <br/></small></li> <li><small>Two dashes of the bitters, add some ice and you pour.</small></li> <li><small>Get boozy, boozy, boozy.</small></li> <li><small>Now it looks like a wasteland.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Not the way that we remember.<br/></small></li> <li> <small>One more sip for the past, and always tip your bartender.</small><br/></li> </ul><h2><b>Dying In LA</b></h2> <ul><li><small>The moment you arrived, they built you up.<br/></small></li> <li><small>The sun was in your eyes. You couldn’t believe it.</small></li> <li><small>Riches all around, you’re walking. <br/></small></li> <li><small>Stars are on the ground, you start to believe it.</small></li> <li><small>Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you. <br/></small></li> <li><small>You looked at death in a tarot card and you saw what you had to do.<br/></small></li> <li><small>But nobody knows you now, when you’re dying in LA.<br/></small></li> <li><small>And nobody owes you now, when you’re dying in LA<br/></small></li> <li><small>Nights at the chateau trapped in your sunset bungalow, you couldn’t escape it.<br/></small></li> <li><small>Drink of paradise, they told you put your blood on ice.<br/></small></li> <li> <small>You’re not gonna make it.</small><br/></li> </ul></blockquote>
Alive, Bored, and Club: PRAY FOR THE WICKE
 RP STARTER MEME
<p><a href="http://jeanbeanmemes.tumblr.com/post/175161423268/various-lyrics-from-the-panic-at-the-disco-album" class="tumblr_blog">jeanbeanmemes</a>:</p><blockquote>
<p>

<small><i>Various lyrics from the Panic! At The Disco album. Feel free to change anything to adapt better for RP purposes. This is part two of the lyrics</i><i>! </i><b><i>Some lyrics may be triggering.</i></b></small></p>
<h2><b>Dancing’s Not A Crime</b></h2>
<ul><li><small>I’m a moon-walker. I’m like MJ up in the clouds.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I know it sounds awkward.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I’m filthy as charged.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>You’re a sweet talker but darlin’ whatcha gonna say now?<br/></small></li>
<li><small>The midnight marauders, the higher never come down.</small></li>
<li><small>You can’t take me anywhere.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I’m still uninvited, I’m still gonna light it.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I’m going insane and I don’t care.</small></li>
<li><small>Dancing, dancing, dancing’s not a crime unless you do it without me.</small></li>
<li><small>If you’re night crawlin’ with him, I won’t take it lying down.</small></li>
<li><small>I’ve got a few lawyers, and you’re guilty as charged, guilty as charged</small></li>
<li><small>We could be waltzin’, but darlin’ don’t be throwing shade now.</small></li>
<li><small>Don’t call me Saint California if you’re at another altar.</small></li>
<li><small>Just gimme your vows.</small></li>
</ul><h2><b>One Of The Drunks</b></h2>
<ul><li><small>Orange juice, pour out half the carton. Grey Goose, pour it, get it started.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Good times, remedy your sorrows.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Baptize, don’t worry ‘bout tomorrow.</small></li>
<li><small>Shake it up, shake it up. <br/></small></li>
<li><small>Now it’s time to dive in.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Share a cup, share a cup.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Now you’re screwdriving.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Every weekend with your friends, every weekday when it ends.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Damn, it’s all good, I guess.</small></li>
<li><small>This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Searching for a new high, high as the sun, uncomfortably numb.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>This is what it feels like when you become one of the drunks. Welcome to the club!</small></li>
<li><small>Never dry, every day you’re thirsty.</small></li>
<li><small>Bourbon high, sip it till you’re tipsy.</small></li>
<li><small>Night’s young, searching for a feeling.</small></li>
<li><small>Big fun, dancing with the demons.</small></li>
<li><small>Holy Spirit grips you like a pistol.</small></li>
</ul><h2><b>The Overpass</b></h2>
<ul><li><small>Let me hear you say something.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I’m sorry to get sentimental tonight.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>That perfume lingers in your hair.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>It’s just that everything reminds me of things I thought I shouldn’t have to see again. <br/></small></li>
<li><small>See the thing is I’m so sorry to say you need me, don’t you?<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Someone still loves you</small></li>
<li><small>Meet me at the overpass.</small></li>
<li><small>Sketchy girls and lipstick boys, troubled love and high speed noise.</small></li>
<li><small>I know you wanna meet me at the overpass.</small></li>
<li><small>Tiny bottles of shit wine in a tin can that climbs.<br/></small></li>
<li>
<small>I remember every time everything about you is perfect down to your blood type.</small><br/></li>
</ul><h2><b>King Of The Cloud</b></h2>
<ul><li><small>Heaven knows that I’m born too late for these ghosts that I chase.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>With these dreams, I inflate, painted skies in my brain.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Every day, I’m Carl Sagan in space to escape this old world.<br/></small></li>
<li><small><br/></small></li>
<li><small>Some days I lie wide awake &lsquo;til the Sun hits my face and I fade, elevate from the Earth.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Far away to a place where I’m free from the weight, this old world.</small></li>
<li><small>I don’t trust anything or anyone, below the Sun.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I don’t feel anything at all.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I’m King of the clouds, I get lifted.</small></li>
<li><small>Some only live to die, I’m alive to fly higher than angels in outfields inside of my mind.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>I’m ascending these ladders, I’m climbin’, say goodbye to this old world.</small></li>
<li><small>When I fall to rise with stardust in my eyes in the backbone of night, I’m combustible. <br/></small></li>
<li>
<small>Dust in the fire when I can’t sleep a wink, I’m too tired.</small><br/></li>
</ul><h2><b>Old Fashioned</b></h2>
<ul><li>
<small>Once upon a thrill from a kiss to a swill, we were swallowing the nights like we have nine lives. </small><br/></li>
<li>
<small>Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone.</small><br/></li>
<li><small>We were bored like kids with a book of disorders, medicating every day to keep the straightness in order.</small></li>
<li><small>It’s the false side of hope, where believers concede, and there’s only memories when it’s over.</small></li>
<li><small>Pour out some liquor, make it an old fashioned. </small></li>
<li><small>Remember your youth and all that you do, the plank and the passion.</small></li>
<li><small>They were the best of times, they were the best of times.</small></li>
<li><small>Once upon before we were brilliant and bored. <br/></small></li>
<li><small>Two dashes of the bitters, add some ice and you pour.</small></li>
<li><small>Get boozy, boozy, boozy.</small></li>
<li><small>Now it looks like a wasteland.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Not the way that we remember.<br/></small></li>
<li>
<small>One more sip for the past, and always tip your bartender.</small><br/></li>
</ul><h2><b>Dying In LA</b></h2>
<ul><li><small>The moment you arrived, they built you up.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>The sun was in your eyes. You couldn’t believe it.</small></li>
<li><small>Riches all around, you’re walking. <br/></small></li>
<li><small>Stars are on the ground, you start to believe it.</small></li>
<li><small>Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you. <br/></small></li>
<li><small>You looked at death in a tarot card and you saw what you had to do.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>But nobody knows you now, when you’re dying in LA.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>And nobody owes you now, when you’re dying in LA<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Nights at the chateau trapped in your sunset bungalow, you couldn’t escape it.<br/></small></li>
<li><small>Drink of paradise, they told you put your blood on ice.<br/></small></li>
<li>
<small>You’re not gonna make it.</small><br/></li>
</ul></blockquote>

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