so, umm this just happened.
i was so happy today too.
In case it wasn’t clear to any of my followers rape ‘jokes’ are not funny.
so, umm this just happened.
i was so happy today too.
In case it wasn’t clear to any of my followers rape ‘jokes’ are not funny.
a little black dress
does not mean
“I want you to put your hands all over me.”
a short skirt
does not mean
that I want you to whisper into my ears.
a v-neck
does not mean
that you can stare at my breasts.
high heels
do not mean
that you can touch my ass in the dance floor.
a short skirt and a tank top
do not mean
that you can catcall at me in the ally.
my clothes
are not my consent.
(Source: thatfemmeboy)
I do not have to respect your opinion if it is a shitty one. If you put out a victim blaming screed and you get called out on it, do not launch into a diatribe about how we all have to respect you and your opinions.
Fuck. No.
I do not have to respect your opinion. I do not have to respect you. Don’t be surprised when you say something horrible and people respond with anger. This is not about your hurt feelings. You are not owed respect just for the virtue of having an opinion. They are not sacred and a lot of them need to be taken out back and shot. Especially the antiquated notion that survivors are to blame (or partially blame) for their rape.
I sincerely hope you do some research before you decide to go off on a subject you clearly know nothing about.
I don’t normally share things like this, but I just want to know when it became okay to blame the victim for being raped? When did our society decide that it’s not the rapist fault that the young woman, child, man, and so forth and so on, tempted them into raping that person?
When I was nine I was raped by a boy who was thirteen. I was in foster care at the time with my brothers. We were being housed by his grandmother, so he often came over. We used to play together. We played house. You know, I was the mom. He was the dad. My dolls, they were our kids. It was the usual game of pretend. But at some point it stopped being that way… he started to kiss me like adults do, telling me this is how you make daddy happy. I didn’t know any better. I didn’t think it was wrong. Then he introduced the rubbing game. He would lay on top of me while I was in my panties and rub himself on me…
If I had known better I would have told someone. But he said it was our game. That this was what playing house was supposed to be.
I didn’t know any better. I was just a child and maybe that was the problem.
One night… well, he decided we should play the rubbing game naked. I tried to back out, but he said he would stop playing with me. I was always told you shouldn’t take your clothes off if a stranger asks you to, but he was my friend, right? And… I let him. But when he started to enter me it hurt so much and I told him no. I started to cry but he wouldn’t stop.
He wouldn’t fucking stop.
And after that he left me on the floor bleeding. His grandmother came in and yelled at me. She hit me. She blamed me for tempting him. Tempting her grandson. How the fuck-what the fuck? I was nine! I was a child! What did I do?
But for the past twelve years I blamed myself for what he did. I blamed myself for letting him do that to me. I had tempted him. I did it. I let him rape me. Because I said no, it hurts, stop I was asking for it.
What the fuck?
I don’t want to live in a society that claims that it’s the victims fault. I want that to change. I want people to see that no one, no one ever asks for it.
Fuck rape culture. Thank you for being such a fucking strong person.
Slut Walk in Chicago
I’d like to go to one in NY.
MICHELLE IS THAT YOU?????????
(Source: fellinloveatthefalafelshop, via cuntygrrl-deactivated20111201-d)
And so when I was asked to sign a petition against Gay Discrimination, I signed it and donated.
You bet your ass I did.
—
-Sandy Rios
Because it’s only ‘women’, first of all. That should be responsible for safe sex, apparently.
Second, this is her argument against available birth control. So she doesn’t really want responsible or safe sex, she just wants sex to be heterosexual, in a marriage bed, and only done to procreate and kept on the hush.
Fuck that. I’m all about safe sex and slut pride.