Krisha/Kesha
This is from the slut walk. One of the arguments is that girls ask for rape because they wear slutty clothes, short skirts, tight, low-cut tops. This girl is an example of the fact that rape victims can look like anyone, you, me, this girl. Rapists. Dont. Discriminate.
I promised a long time ago that I’d reblog this whenever I saw it on my dash. No regrets, it breaks my heart every single time.
an incredibly important message, rape is rape. no one is ever asking for it. a woman has the right to dress how ever they want - it is society that identifies risque dressing as ‘asking for it’, and in my opinion, that way of thinking needs to be diminished.
Always, always reblog.
Doesn’t matter what your blog is about. Forever reblog.
Reblogging for around the 100th time
always reblog
Relatable post.
reblogging because instead of teaching girls that they can’t dress how they want people should teach boys and men to not rape men or women.
doesn’t go with my blog. but I have to reblog this.
(via candyinthesun)
You,
I cannot simply cease the reveries wherein you {everlastingly ghastly, pretentiously lovely, and dreadfully true} appear constantly.
I tremble as you breathe across me, forming those addictive hazes I affix myself {forcefully} to which in turn impairs my vision.
I die, slowly and mercilessly, with every utterance of adoration you address solely to her {and never to I}, with every sigh that escapes your lips {a likely and common symptom of romantic inclination} and with every wish and prayer you beseech to the Gods {still, unfortunately for your one}.
I stumble {as she dances} to your most structured and rhythmic beats that transfixes your vast, unwinding spirit all the marks within the clock.
Lastly, I bleed for you and for the most unlikely event to transpire {that your one shall be I} in any lifetime of both yours and mine.
I.
[Pinanghuhugutan ko ng lakas at tibay ng loob ang paniniwalang darating din siya]
(Source: inevitablemortification.wordpress.com)
I was recently informed that I have been an awful best friend as of late and I cannot simply let this pass. I must apologize a billion times at the very least for such deplorable behavior. I shall not justify my actions for that would simply worsen the situation. But you must know, I did not mean to act the way I did and I was unaware of it absolutely clueless. I vow that I would not let that happen ever again and that I shall forevermore repent and make up for the said incident. You mean absolutely the world to me. Without you, I may have surrendered this battle. You have made my life so much tolerable and pleasurable that I owe you everything. I am so sorry :( Please forgive me (you know the song =))).
Sincerely,
Not-Krisha
(Source: fancyprongs)
I have this wonderful friend, she has the most interesting comments. She is unintentionally funny, it’s as if it just comes out naturally. Or perhaps it does. And the best thing about her, among a hundred of absolutely mind blowing, awe-inspiring things about her, is that she would accept you despite of your flaws and what not. She’d put up with you because, and I do sincerely believe this, she has a heart of gold. And come on, every one knows how korny I am and my jokes and even my pick up lines but she actually laughs at them (or at me, idk). Still. She is one of my best-est friends. And J, if you see this and I am pleading the gods for them to let fate intervene and make you read this, I want you to know how much I cherish our friendship and how much I adore you. I always have and I always will. We are both fighting the same monsters. But please, do not surrender. Fight. With me. I’m always here. I love you J.
‘Kung posporo ka at posporo ako, edi match tayo!’
You are my other half <3 I can’t surpass this formidable journey without my posporo <3
(Source: fancyprongs)
(Source: CNN, via bubble-rosy-gum)
(Source: fancyprongs)