Why do people feel compelled to make advances on people without permission? Why do people feel the need to beat and rape and dominate and kill? Why is it that a woman can't feel safe in her own neighborhood? Why is it that people can't be safe anywhere and everywhere? Fuck humanity. Fuck it sideways with a wooden spork.
We're all just supposed to smile and nod and be coy and never seem unfriendly or uneasy, to always do what we're told and never be assertive or stand up for ourselves, for fear of being labeled a bitch. "Why is it so hard for women to say no?" Because it's engraved into our minds by society that if we brazenly--with gall--say "no" then we're petty and aloof. But if we say "yes", then we're eager sluts, lapping at the chance like dogs with their own urine. We can't win, so many of us say nothing and suffer. And what does society say? "It's all your fault." "No, you see, that wasn't rape-rape. That was rape." As if there's some fucking difference. Rape is rape. Statuary or not, it's rape. If she doesn't say yes, then it's rape. Quit trying to fucking find loopholes. "Oh, she wanted it, dressing that way." Every time I see a boy or a man wearing pants down to his ankles with his boxers out, I don't say, "Well, I've a right to rape him since he's practically waving his ass in my face."
And to the person who thought it'd be so fucking hilarious to jump on her and start humping her: As soon as I find you, I'm tearing your balls off, feeding them to you through a straw, slicing off your penis, and watching you beg for mercy. How's it feel being dehumanized? How's it feel being humiliated? How's it feel being the bitch this time?




where are you from?
my inglish its so BAD
ahahahha =///
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I love your icon, by the by
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G'day, mate. How's y'er bum for warts?
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