I feel like I can't say I'm sorry enough.

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@painted-dayydreams
I feel like I can't say I'm sorry enough.
I noticed some writing on my godfather’s shirt. I asked him to please hold still so I could read it. Well, then.
I need this shirt.
I found it online here!
Thank God for people like you qualitees
me as a t-shirt
I got this for my dad for Christmas
“because a 16 year old girl who had her first orgasm whilst getting raped, had to watch her 34 year old rapist go free because she had an orgasm.
because when one of my guy friends told me and some friends he got raped by a woman when he was 12, a “friend” laughed at him and told him he should be happy he got laid that young.
because my 17 year old friend’s parents let her 14 year old brother roam the streets until 12am, but she has to be home by 10.
Because my brothers girlfriend, told the police she was raped and fell pregnant but the rapist didn’t get jail time as she got an abortion and the ‘evidence’ was gone.
because a guy from my old school was raped by another guy, but because he’s gay, they said it wasn’t considered rape.
because a 19 year old lesbian got raped by a guy, and he didn’t go to prison because he said “he only tried to turn her straight so she would be accepted by her parents”.
because in some cultures, girls (and boys, of course) still get thrown out of the family because somebody sexually assaulted them.
because they’re still teaching girls to walk faster at night instead of teaching boys that they shouldn’t rape.
Because they’re teaching kids that they’re only male rapists and not female rapists too.
because I have to explain why rape makes me mad.“
If you excuse rape for any reason stay the fuck away from me because you are literally a peice of human refuse.
in fifteen minutes I’m going to tell you the story about how my dumb lesbian ass willingly went into a dorm with four bros
it’s been more than fifteen minutes I know but you will get the full scoop on this (also I’m okay)
Okay STORY TIME
so I was walking back from work around nineish and my neighbor/seminar classmate is in the hallway talking to his girlfriend. he sees me and he’s like “hey!! hey classmate whose name I don’t know” so I turned around and was like “it’s Hayley.”
and he apologized for not knowing (I didn’t know his name either so I wasn’t mad) and asked if I’d started my first paper for seminar. he asked me what it was on so I told him and he was like “I’m so stuck I have no idea what to do,” so clearly the natural response for my stupid ass to make is to offer him help – I told him to knock on our door and ask for me if he needed help.
maybe I did this because I was still in tutor mode from work. maybe I did it because no one takes those offers up anyway, right?
wrong! a half an hour later, as I’m getting ready to shower, he knocks for the door and asks for me, and all my roommates don’t believe him bc he’s this dude bro who clearly works out and is wearing a johnny cash tshirt. like how fake deep is that. i would never associate with a dude bro
so he invites me back to his place and as I’m walking there I’m like “this could very possibly be a bad idea,” but I go anyway bc I’m a dumbass with no sense of self preservation.
he lets me into his apartment and I’m immediately hit with the bro-ness of it all: a sports illustrated poster on the wall, protein powder EVERYWHERE, posters of beer, snap backs, flasks, and a guitar because of course there is.
his room is no better, and alarm bells are just fucking going off and I’m trying to think of a quick exit. then he tries to close his damn door to his own room and I’m like “hold up that stays open” and he was like “oh yeah I’m sorry I didn’t think about that,” which was….considerate.
two hours, two cigarette breaks later, one opening paragraph later, and one of his roommates trying to hit on me later, he starts talking about intersectionality and my mind goes ?????????????? and we legit talked about rape culture and trump and how fucked we all are. eventually we started talking about the law and feminism so then I tell him I’m gay and his immediate response is “do you get those stupid microagressions from guys who say they can turn you straight?” and it took me a minute to respond bc the fact he even knew that word was so bizarre it was like worlds colliding.
he then tells me he thinks his little sister might be gay because he thinks she told him while he was drunk one night but he couldn’t remember so he asks for advice because he doesn’t want to upset her because, in his words, “I’m not gay so you know I don’t understand it like you do.”
then, because the night of course could get weirder, he tells me he writes poetry but doesn’t tell anyone because he’ll get shit for it bc he’s supposed to be a “tough guy” and masculine and shit and I just feel Jesus sending me a message through this kid that I shouldn’t judge all dude bros by the bro-ness of their looks but I also wanna stay sexy and not get murdered so I’m gonna keep doing that. sorry jesus.
finally I left because I was tired and also I had to wash the smell of bad cologne off of me but guys this was an experience please believe me. i was standing in the shower before just letting the water wash over me as the whole two hour ordeal played over in my head because we laughed, we talked. he told me something about himself no one else knows, we exchanged political ideas and fist bumps. we bonded over the stress of a seminar paper and now we are forever changed by this event.
so that was how my dumb lesbian ass willingly walked into a room with four dudebros in it.
I was so scared this was gonna go badly but turns out it’s about making new friends in unexpected places
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Your silence speaks louder than your words ever could.
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how to High School
charger+ earbuds always
never share pencils with anyone unless ur cool with not getting them back
all black is intimidating. use this to your advantage
be friendly with your teachers/get on their good side
tell your teachers your prefered/nick name on the first day, otherwise you’ll go through the year with like three different names and you’ll hate yourself
do your fucking homework. you ain’t in middle school anymore
I’m serious, try and get in the habit of doing your homework during breaks in classes and directly after you get home
put your phone down in class
if that club seems cool, do it! that sport seem fun? do it!
talk to your counselor
coffee
keeping your room clean makes homework/focusing 1000% less stressful
if you are stressed/ overwhelmed and need an extension on some deadline, talk to your teacher about it, they’ll understand, but might not be so lenient if you wait until the day before its due to ask
let yourself take two or three mental health days a semester
on hard days, let yourself come home and just take a nap/ vegg for a while. make sure you only do this every three weeks or so, or else it’ll become habit
take art/theater/media classes
get a planner
get your gym credits done asap
coffee
if you get close with toxic people, do not be afraid to cut them out of your life and walk away.
if they don’t respect your family, they don’t have much respect for you, either
take advantage of a study hall if you have one
cheating/copying homework will teach you nothing, but you gotta do what you gotta do. use caution
don’t party too hard
no one will pressure you to do drugs ever, but they are out there
football games are fun, even if you have no idea wtf is going on
just breathe. it’s your freshman year, so everything is new, but you’ll adjust quickly
if ur lost, ask for directions
try to have fun a little bit maybe
Men look so ugly masturbating how does that make u feel
jokes on you i look ugly all the time damn wassup how u feel
iconic
omg
I can relate to this
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