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"In Bloom" by Nirvana

He’s the one
Who likes all the pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Knows not what it means

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assbutt-in-the-garrison:

alicetookadrink:

Hey so to protect one of my friends I’ve decided to help her out by posting this on my blog instead. Please share this!

"This is Ian Foote. My husband and I met this man at one of my shows at the Rickshaw Theatre in East Vancouver last week and I added him on Facebook that same night because he and his girlfriend seemed nice enough.

WARNING TO WOMEN IN EAST VAN.

This man is a potential rapist who openly admits to having to forcibly stop himself from raping on the daily. Please spread this around, I want everyone in Vancouver to know to stay far away from this man.”

(Vancouver BC)

Please please please signal boost the fuck out of this you never know where your followers are. Thank you ♥

What fucking piece of shit.

This is a nightmare.  He thinks he’s being clever and cute about his disgusting tendencies.  And I’m sure once all of this gets out and the world understands what a monster he is he’ll claim it was all one big joke or social experiment or some shit.  Or that he was being sarcastic to prove a point. 

Ian Foote

Ian Foote

Ian Foote

Ian Foote

rapists think all men are rapists

Okay so I went on his Facebook page (moron didn’t put it on private) and found some more disgusting things

On the same status, he said this in the comments

Here are some of his other posts:

this guy is trash

the beginning of this song still gets me the most hype. RIP to The Mongoloids 🙏

I promise to love you:

at 6am when you’re waking to go to work, to school, or whatever road life takes you on, and when you didn’t sleep well, your hair is a mess, and your eyes are sleepy.

at 8am when we say goodbye for the day and you’re rushing out the door with a cup of tea and your car keys in the other hand.

at 5pm when you’re exhausted from the day and people have worn you out and you feel like crying, and falling asleep and escaping from everything. I will kiss your forehead, and wrap myself in your arms.

at 10pm when you’re heading to bed, even though you won’t sleep for hours. Especially when we become a human knot wrapped up in sheets and kisses.

at 3am when loneliness and sadness do not destroy you, but consume you and when you weep without an explanation, I’ll kiss your lips softly and tell you you’re the absolute best and that things will be better soon

I will love you when you grow old, and I will love you after that. I will love you if I’m no longer here. I will love you, I will love you, and I will love you.

I Promise To Love You Forever (via fearlessknightsandfairytales)

(Source: -poetic)