People are seriously so fucked up. Why don’t you start pointing your fucking fingers at the person who actually did something instead of the victim. If a girl gets raped, she was asking for it. If a guy gets raped, it wasn’t actually rape. I fucking hate to break it to but what a girl wears isn’t consent. Her being drunk isn’t consent. Her being in a relationship with you isn’t fucking consent. The list goes on. And has for guys who get raped, they can be raped by other guys or they can be drugged by women. There are many fucking ways. If somebody says NO, it’s no. It doesn’t mean they’re playing hard to get or some shit. Even if they said yes before, then said no, guess what? It is still a no. I swear to god people piss me the fuck off. How about you be there for the victim instead of the person who caused them pain. Who the fuck cares about that that persons future was like. Thanks to that bastard that victims future is now ruined. Do you know how hard it will be for them to trust somebody again? Do you know how many nights they’re going to cry themselves to sleep or have nightmares? No. I bet you don’t. Would you ever blame a child? No. You wouldn’t dare. So stop blaming women for their actions and stop saying men can’t be raped. And if somebody opens up to you about it, don’t you dare accuse them of lying. It takes so much for a victim to tell somebody. Be there for that person as much as you can. Doesn’t matter if you don’t know what to say, just being there helps.
“How can emptiness be so heavy?”
Six Word Story (via drunkblogging)
“The sun stopped shining for me is all. The whole story is: I am sad. I am sad all the time and the sadness is so heavy that I can’t get away from it. Not ever.”
Nina LaCour, Hold Still (via larmoyante)