and i stumbled among these nice whyt gurls
then i saw them again
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
Andddd this is why I never reported my assault.
^^^^^^
And this shit is why so many people, myself included, never report this shit. My husband is the only person who knows I was raped (until just now obviously), and even he doesn’t know anything other than who it was.
The more I see about this bullshit, the more pissed off I get.Why I never reported… I mean, I was flirty and let him into my house when I was home alone, so I deserved it. :P
Yeah, I went to his house alone with him (nevermind that he fucking lied to me and said we were having dinner with his family…) so obviously there was no proof I didn’t consent to it. He even told people we had sex. He told people I was a whore. That’s probably the worst part, having people come up to you after the fact and saying “Did you really have sex with ____?” And them not believing you when you deny it, because you don’t want to tell anyone what really happened… it’s all just a bunch of fucking bullshit.
And this is the main reason how my virginity was lost. Behind a dumpster, his fist and penis shoved violently in me making me tear and bleed. I wasn’t drunk, I wasn’t high. But I kissed him and it was 3am. I must have asked for it. I labeled myself as a bisexual because my first love was my best friend and she had broken my heart. He said he could change me, make me love men again. He said I didn’t need to like women ever as long as he was there. And I was 14, alone and left out in the cold. My mom told me I begged for attention and called me a liar when she found out, and every night after that I cried myself to sleep and cut my wrists hoping I’d end myself. I needed comfort and I stopped eating, disgusted at how I looked, I didn’t bathe. I wore the same old sweats and t-shirt day in and day out and after finally having someone care I was taken to the psychiatric ward, labeled a crazy freak and ate my lunch in the bathroom stall after all of this. And I made it, I had a daughter and he moved on into the military. And I know what he did. What I did not give him, is his to keep.
Because no one cared.I must have asked for it. things like this disgust me, it makes me almost ashamed.
I was called a whore, a slut. And I was shamed.Who was there for this poor girl? Who was there? No one.
Women, we stand alone. And we need to fight back.
do you ever just glance at a guys crotch and think “theres a dick there”
I tried to scroll
I tried to scroll too
we all tried
It never works.
hi this is my history teachers school picture and i promised i would make him tumblr famous feel free to photoshop his face on to various things thank you
here, i made it transparent for y’all. :]
is this ok
what about thiS
TOO FAR
W HAT THE FUC K
the first person to ever fall asleep was probably like “aw fuck i’m dying” but then woke up hours later and was like “aw yeah that’s the shit i do like”
what exactly is studied in a masculinities course?
- coolest beers
- how to throw a perfect spiral
- what guns made of
- the history of truck
This is how you fight
The result of black kids watching anime.
There was that lil natural slow mo pause for a second too..
OMG
I have never laughed so hard
(Source: ta-ble)








what about thiS
