If you can’t concentrate in school because the mere sight of a girl’s bare leg is too much of a distraction, you are probably a danger to society tbh
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My name is BEtsy. 18. Queer. Scottish. and very uninteresting.
I noticed myself wishing that nothing loved me so I wouldn’t feel obligated to keep existing
- Hyperbole and a Half- Depression Part Two (via disgustinghuman)
Lewis’s law is an observation she made in 2012 that states “the comments on any article about feminism justify feminism.” Lewis has written frequently about misogynist hate directed at women online.
^This is my new favorite thing.
“Those poor boys”
“She deserves to be punished too.”
“I’m not saying I support rape, but-“
“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”
“She put herself in harm’s way”
“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”
“She ruined their lives.”
You deserve to be happy. You're amazing. You're the best and don't let anyone/anything tell you otherwise.
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AnonymousThank you very much for this comment. I really appreciate it. I’m having a pretty dreadful time of it right now. So it’s really appreciated.
I am miserable right now and i don’t know how i’m supposed to deal with this if i’m being honest.
when people talk about the way girls dress and say “respect yourself ladies”
I get
so
fucking
mad
because like I respect myself I think I’m awesome I am an A+ human being
but I also know my ass looks great in this dress
I. I waited a while like a
princess in a tower, I waited for
help without saying a word. I expected
a knock on my door, an awakening kiss a
guiding hand without that weak defeating
feeling of saying three words out
loud.II. “I need help” I finally mumbled
to my window. it felt good so I
said it again. “I need help” I
didn’t mumble this time, I
started to yell, it felt so good.III. “no more waiting” I mumbled against
cold glass, I’m not as weak as I
think I am. asking for help doesn’t
make me weak, I don’t want to be a
damsel in distress but queen doesn’t quite
fit me like a glove.IV. I’m not going to wait for a
hand put out to me anymore, I’m
not going to wait until I hurt myself I’m
going to ask for help when I need it cause
even in kindergarten I couldn’t ask for
help and I think it’s time for a
change.
The past 24 hours have been fucking weird and annoying and difficult and i’ve cried for too much and i don’t know why some of this is happening to me.
