this is me.

Jun 30, 2017
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To the boy on the Greenbush Commuter Rail…

I was sitting next to you and your two (female) friends this morning (6/30). I got on at Weymouth Landing, and y'all gave me a weird look, but whatever. You talked about some pretty wholesome things, like stealing clothes and how your friend had told you there was one store where the security cameras don’t cover it well and it’s really easy, making fun of/complaining other people…you know, things that made you seem like really upstanding individuals.

But there was one thing you said that got me. It was something to the effect of this:

“She’d be lucky to be raped, with that nasty-ass vagina…”

She’d be *lucky* to be raped.

Lucky.

Okay what the ACTUAL fuck. I knew what I wanted to say to you right away, but instead I sat there silently, because I didn’t want to be that stranger who pushes activism on other people. But it physically hurt me to keep it inside.

Check your fucking privilege you little fucking piece of shit. You seemed to be obviously gay. Maybe you’re not, but if you are it probably makes it less likely that you would rape a girl. But make no mistake, you ARE part of the problem. What about those two friends of yours, those girls you were spending your time with. Would THEY be lucky to be raped? Do you have any sisters, cousins, aunts, or a mother perhaps? Would THEY be lucky to be raped? And remember, men can be raped, too. I’d love you to look me in the eye and tell me anyone you care about would be lucky to be raped.

That girl you were talking about has a family, and people who love her. Not only that, she has fucking feelings of her own. You can’t honestly think she would be LUCKY to be assaulted…to have her dignity, humanity, sense of security, sense of control, and her right to make decisions when it comes to her own body taken away from her simply because some fucking pig feels entitled to it. Or that she’d be lucky to endure years, if not a lifetime, of emotional (and potentially physical) scars and trauma that rape SURVIVORS endure even though they never asked for it.

Your little shitty conversations with your friends are exactly what perpetuates rape culture. When it’s them, or you, remember what you said. Hopefully it won’t ever happen to you, but seriously, grow the fuck up and respect other humans.

Sep 9, 2016
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glam00ur:

all 46 excuses on my friends wall,
1. i was just really, really early for tomorrow
2. we can’t all be usain bolt
3. in this day and age, we shouldn’t need labels like “late”
4. i had pe first period do you blame me
5. i really, really didn’t want to sing
6. my brother thought it would be hilarious to drop me outside the prison gates
7. you can’t tell me how to live my life
8. #YOLO
9. my legs fell off and i had to roll all the way to the emergency clinic
10. there was a freak yachting accident
11. i am a fucking retard
12. this is just for my wall
13. do you even read these
14. “it does not matter how slow you go, so long as you do not stop”
15. i spent my entire night writing tom daley fanfiction
16. my father left my mother for an air hostess seven years ago do you expect me to get over that emotional trauma overnight
17. sarah palin and i got into a twitter war and i couldn’t leave and let her win
18. traffic jammy jammy jam
19. how can i go to school when alex turner
20. my sim was having an emotional meltdown and i needed to be there for her
21. i was sticking it to the man
22. i spent my entire night worrying if i would ever lose my virginity
23. fifty shades of late; i was walking and then i caught the eye of an attractive member of the opposite sex and we began exchanging significant looks and i knew we would one day make sweet love so i just walked alongside him and tried to catch his eye and to be continued
24. part two he was playing hard to get so we walked and walked and he had the perfect hair colour it was sort of beige brown anyway it turned out he was walking to a bus stop so obviously i had to catch the bus because true love and silently we rode out to papakura and into the sunset
25. my meth lab caught fire
26. my bed is more comfortable than your school will ever be
27. i was sad
28. it was a nice day, so i walked leisurely
29. i had beat my younger brother for saying “swag”
30. i had to travel back to the 1950’s to ensure my birth
31. 2 kool 4 scool
32. i had to stop, collaborate and listen
33. i tried
34. i’m sorry i’m late
it’s not my fault
my auntie was killed
and i joined a cult
35. a haiku about lateness:
late late late late late
late late late late late late late
late late late late late
36. my best friend was telling me how to give a satisfactory blow job i wish i was joking
37. i was fashionably late
38. i was caught in a flash mob true story omfg
39. i did not choose the late life, the late life chose me
40. do
41. you
42. even
43. read
44. these
45. i was fighting al qaeda
46. traffic
YESSSS IT’S ON MY DASHBOARD AGAIN