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yeah this is one of those posts where you read it, scroll down, then go wait shit thats fucking hilarious and scroll back up to reblog
character customization screens are like âyou can alter your characterâs body type!â and then it looks like this
video game companies be like âwe offer a diverse array of skin tones for a wide array of character typesâ
Gonna go have plot important sex with my protagonist wife
this website is like 99% bad but like 1% of it is good content that cant really be pulled off on any other site so thts why i stay
I was on the subway today, and when the train got delayed, this little kid was like, âfuck,â and a literal chorus of grown-ups went: âHEY.â
let him say fuck
I was at a crossing once and a kidâs dad said âand we have to wait for the green manâ and the 30 people on this crossing all stood waiting for the green man just to prove to this kid that thatâs what you do. Iâve never seen anyone wait for the green man on this crossing before you just go when its clear. But Everyone Waited.Â
It takes a village to raise a child.
i expect ill be able to solve a lot of my problems once my baby brain falls out & my adult brain grows in
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that post going around about âofcâ is distressing me and like 60 million other people so just know that when i say âofcâ i always just mean âof courseâ and never âof fucking courseâ
If a girl ever pulled me in by my belt loops for a kiss I will ascend
I work in a kitchen. You have no idea how many people say 'You look like the guy from ratatouille'. Every damn minute.
You ARE the guy from ratatouille. Accept your fate
When I was 13 years old and curious about sex and love, I asked my mom if she had had sex before marrying my father (of whom she is still married to, and has been since before I was born). She said that that wasnât really a âyesâ or ânoâ question. I said âsure it is, youâve either had sex before him, or you havenâtâ. She brought me onto the couch and sat me down and told me about the boy she liked when she was young and how one night she snuck into his house while his parents were gone and they were kissing and he said they should have sex and she said that she wanted to save sex for marriage and he laughed and basically took all her clothes off and he raped her and as my mom was telling the story she cried and this was the second time I had ever seen my mom cry. She was 12 when it happened.
In grade 8 I got a call from my friend in the middle of the night and she was drunk in the park crying and told me that she went out that night with some other friends and they drank a little and her guy âfriendâ starting flirting and yes she laughed at first but then he tried to pull her shirt over her head and she pulled away and he ripped her shirt and it was her favourite shirt and then he pushed her to her knees and HIS BEST FRIEND HELD HER JAW OPEN WHILE HE FACE FUCKED HER. And so I went to the park and picked her up and took her home and slept in her bed with her except we didnât sleep because she just cried and her mouth bled and this was four years ago but I still have to be the one to bring her items to the till it the cashier is a man, and she still has anxiety attacks and sheâll get a rash all over her body and I just want to kill those boys but instead they are still walking around. And Iâm in the bathroom with her, dabbing at her skin with a warm cloth until it returns to its regular colour.
And in grade 9 one of my closest friends was kinda seeing this boy and so they hung out one night and then she said that she really had to be getting back home and he said that she wasnât going anywhere until she gave him what he wanted and he parked the car and took off her clothes and she said no and he ignored her and so she laid in the backseat totally limp and just cried and it wasnât even sex, he just masterbated by using her body instead of his hand and she came to school the next day with vodka in her water bottle and she drank all day and I had to fight her to get the alcohol away from her and she just cried and threw up and I skipped class while I held her hair back and that same boy texted me a month later, asking if I ever wanted to hangout sometime.
And in that same year my very best friend who has never even kissed a boy, confessed to me that when she was 9 years old, her 12 year old cousin made her give him a hand job and he told her that was what cousins do and he gave her a chocolate bar afterwards and she told me that he probably doesnât even remember it but that itâs something that sheâll never have the luxury of forgetting.
And in grade 10 I knew a girl who invited her best friend over to watch Disney movies and then he started to put his hands down her pants and she said no but she is 130lbs and he is 220lbs and he called her a tease while she tried to fight him but he used one hand to hold her down, and the other to put inside of her and i was the one to push her inside of a classroom and stand in front of her while calling the police when he showed up at our school looking for her and she was so damn scared.
And a few months later I skipped class and was in the car with a guy who i had had unprotected sex with in the past while under the influence of cocaine but this time I was sober and I insisted we use a condom but he told me he couldnât feel anything while the condom was on so he ripped it off and I said I refused to have unprotected sex again and so he just grabbed me and forced himself into my mouth and I was crying and he pulled me onto him and I just came saying âstopâ over and over like a broken record but he mustâve heard something different because he went until he came and I just sat naked in the backseat while he drove me back to the school and said âwe should do this again sometimeâ. And I had five showers that night and I scratched at my skin so hard to try and rip his fingerprints off of me, I still have the scars.
And I found out soon afterwards that that same guy had raped a classmate of mine, 5 months earlier and she told me about how he brought her McDonaldâs first, and how he said they could take things slow and she told me about how he didnât listen to her either. And he goes to our school and so after she told me about her incident and I told her about mine, we decided to report it to the police and the trial is currently still going on and he told people about it, except in his version we are just âasking for attentionâ and all his friends talk about how bad they feel for him. As if HE is the one that still wakes up screaming. As if HE felt like his skin no longer was beautiful, no longer belonged to him. And I held her in my arms as she bawled after giving the police her statement. And she did the same for me.
And I met a woman a year ago in a paint store and she had a service dog and I asked what the dog was for and it turns out that she had been so brutally raped and abused in her life, that the dog is literally trained to keep men away from her.
And Iâm so FUCKING SICK AND TIRED OF THIS WORLD WE ARE LIVING IN. How many rape victims eyes have I already looked into? How many more will I? And how many more friends will I hold while they shake? Because I donât know how many more I can take. And who the fuck still has the nerve to make rape jokes? And⊠Something just has to change. Please, someone just start being that change.
-16 year old girl
Did I reblog this already I dont care
If you are a man and follow me, Â #Read This Whole Post.Â
 Understand the world we live in and the pain that millions of women carry silently every day.Â
Whining #NotAllMen is truly weak and pointless when measured against the weight of womenâs real-life experiences.
This made me feel sick reading, I canât imagine what itâs like for the actual victims. Rapists are disgusting, rape is not something you can just apologise for. It is unforgivable and my sympathy goes out to all victims.
The only men I want to raise their voices on this post are the men who are survivors of sexual assault and rape. We are not jokes, and we have also had enough.