I'm Deeds.
I'll be yelling I don't give a fuck til I die.
Bottle of rum to my mouth, middle finger in the air.
I'll party til it's over if I feel like it.
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This is the rape joke:
My best friend was four years old the first time his father came into his room at midnight and tore out his throat. He still has days when I cannot hold him because the memory of a bleeding trachea haunts his doorway. He has not been home for the holidays in many years, but – even now – hands are seen as weapons.

This is the rape joke:
I have been told by more than twenty people that they have been raped. To all of them, I asked where the rapist was. From none of them, I heard ‘jail.’

This is the rape joke:
Once my brother told me that I was so ugly, I would be a virgin forever. Unless someone raped me. But even they wouldn’t come back for seconds.

This is the rape joke:
I believed him.

This is the rape joke:
I now look at every woman on the street and wonder if the space between her legs is a crime scene, surrounded by ripped caution tape. The statistics tell me that this is so common that I will never be in a room that does not contain a survivor. Not even if I am in that room alone.

This is the rape joke:
I was thirteen years old, and he was supposed to be just a friend.

This is the rape joke:
When his older brother came home, the boy pulled away. He wiped the tears from my face and said ‘we should do this again some time.’

This is the rape joke:
When I finally told my parents, they asked what I had been wearing.

This is the rape joke:
I had been wearing my innocence. My trust. I had worn the love I held for humanity and expected to be treated well. I had never been taught that I would be that girl, the one who keeps a mine of secrets between her legs – that girl was the slut. I wasn’t supposed to be breakable.
What had I been wearing? I wore the rape joke, then I became it.

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This is the Rape Joke | d.a.s

After Lora Mathis’s poem “the Rape Joke

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msavonelljrose:

yamihime:

natedontfly:

They should make an animated short where Carl is lying in a hospital bed and an eighteen year old Russell walks in.  The room is silent.  Neither one of them talk.  Only slow music plays in the background.  Russell walks up to Carl’s bed and sits next to him.  Carl looks over to Russell and smiles.  Russell is trying to hold back tears.   He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the Soda lid that Carl had pinned on him so many years ago.  He takes the pin and pins it onto Carl’s shirt.  He is almost balling as he says “Thank you Mr. Fredricksen.”  Carl is unable to speak he is so choked up.  All you see is him smile and a tear roll down his cheek.  ”You’re welcome Russell.” He says with a crackle in his voice.  He closes his eyes and the Heart Monitor he is on flat lines.  All you see is Russell crying.  Then there is a flash of light.  Carl stands in front of the light and sees someone coming out of it.  Ellie walks out of the light and goes to Carl.  She holds her secret Adventure Book in her arms.  She writes something in the book.  She then kisses Carl and drops the book.  Ellie takes Carl into the light and they revert back to their child selves and walk hand in hand into the light.  Then it pans to the book which is open to the page Ellie wrote in.  The only words written on the page are “The End.”  And then the screen fades to black.

THAT IS NOT OK

bitch fuck you byee


This response though ^^^I didn’t even read the paragraph.

msavonelljrose:

yamihime:

natedontfly:

They should make an animated short where Carl is lying in a hospital bed and an eighteen year old Russell walks in.  The room is silent.  Neither one of them talk.  Only slow music plays in the background.  Russell walks up to Carl’s bed and sits next to him.  Carl looks over to Russell and smiles.  Russell is trying to hold back tears.   He reaches into his pocket and pulls out the Soda lid that Carl had pinned on him so many years ago.  He takes the pin and pins it onto Carl’s shirt.  He is almost balling as he says “Thank you Mr. Fredricksen.”  Carl is unable to speak he is so choked up.  All you see is him smile and a tear roll down his cheek.  ”You’re welcome Russell.” He says with a crackle in his voice.  He closes his eyes and the Heart Monitor he is on flat lines.  All you see is Russell crying.  Then there is a flash of light.  Carl stands in front of the light and sees someone coming out of it.  Ellie walks out of the light and goes to Carl.  She holds her secret Adventure Book in her arms.  She writes something in the book.  She then kisses Carl and drops the book.  Ellie takes Carl into the light and they revert back to their child selves and walk hand in hand into the light.  Then it pans to the book which is open to the page Ellie wrote in.  The only words written on the page are “The End.”  And then the screen fades to black.

THAT IS NOT OK

bitch fuck you byee

This response though ^^^
I didn’t even read the paragraph.

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diamondzfanclub:

this video speaks to my soul

Fucking obsessed with this girl.
Also this is my life in a ghetto black girl.

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