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At first I though this was a joke

Don’t ignore this Tumblr

Yet they still do even when it’s right in their face.

This reminds me of how a friend of mine was abused by the mother of his child. She was mentally unstable and used to berate him constantly and would smack him in the head all the time. It really pissed me off. Then one night she threw hot coffee in his face and tried to stab him with a screwdriver. The cops hauled him off to jail because she made up a sob story that painted herself as the victim. 

Once he left her, he stayed with me and it was a nightmare. She stalked him and me. She would drive by my house obsessively at all hours of the day and night (her muffler made a weird sound so I know it was her). She started showing up at my job, showing up at the places I frequented around town, and filling up my voicemail with dead air. The cops were no help.

One day she got bold enough to talk her way into my home by conning my elderly grandmother, whom I was taking care of, while I was out. She went in my room and went through my stuff (creepy), then found him napping on the couch and attacked him. My grandmother witnessed the whole thing. He grabbed her by the arms, forced her out the front door, and locked it. The cops were called again. They said they’d go and ‘talk’ to her.

The next day we were watching a movie and there was a knock at the door. The police had come to arrest him. She filed a complaint against him and shown off some bruises on her arms from the altercation that she swore were completely unprovoked. My grandmother saw the whole thing since she was in the living room too and testified on his behalf. He still ended up serving jail time.
No one takes male domestic violence victims seriously. They only see males as perpetrators.


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A part of me wants you
in the most innocent way possible:
taking off your shoes in my bedroom,
climbing under the sheets and watching
whatever’s in my Netflix queue,
barely even touching
as we talk about our days until we
fall asleep with our
clothes still on.

But another, hungrier part of me
wants you unbuttoning your shirt
before you’re completely through my door,
falling onto my bed, and
scrambling to make your fingers
unbutton my shirt faster
Your mouth shaking out
my name the entire time.
Safe To Say A Lot’s Going Through My Head When I Think About You | Lora Mathis (via lora-mathis)
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I don’t need alcohol to make bad decisions

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Me as a good friend: *supports and encourages ur hoe activities*

(Reblogged from textpostsrus)
A phoenix never
apologizes for
turning into ashes
before rising to
meet its rebirth.

Set yourself alight
if that is what it
takes to flourish.
(Reblogged from a-thousand-words)
I’m afraid we’ll always be
a book with the end pages ripped out.
Madisen Kuhn, Does Time Truly Heal All Wounds? (via hellanne)
(Reblogged from fake-mermaid)

Anonymous said: Do you have any poems about feeling like you'll never have any one fall for you ?


I Want To Be Touched

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I don’t want to be the girl who locks the door because she’s afraid of burglars even on daytime. I want to be that someone who opens the windows, the doors and enjoys the view outside for years ago, she mastered self-defense herself and broke lousy thieves even without lifting any arm.
ch. (via twohousesoftheholy)

(Source: psychedelicinks)

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When I was 9,
I was told
that I ran like a girl.
“What is wrong with that?”
I asked myself, bemused.
I am a girl.
I learned
that being a girl was
something to be ashamed of.
Being a “girl” meant
admitting defeat,
admitting weakness,
admitting fault.

So I hid myself.
I decided that I needed
to be beautiful
because that’s what all
girls are supposed to be
good at


Beautiful is
when a “girl”
solves a hard calculus problem.
Beautiful is
when a “girl”
scores the winning goal.
Beautiful is
when a “girl”
has the highest grade
in the class.
Beautiful is
when a “girl”
is proud of what
she has accomplished.

Being a “girl” doesn’t mean
being inferior.
Being a girl is like being a rose,
beautiful but with thorns.

Show them all
what you’re capable of.

"What would you tell a younger girl today?" // {a.d.a} (via exquisite-calamity)
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there’s nothing worse than seeing someone who deserves the world and the best it offers being treated unfairly and you can see them slowly being broken

(Source: timid)

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(Reblogged from spergety)
So you let time forgive the past and go and make some other plans
Patty Griffin - You Are Not Alone (via anyasquotes)
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I need time for me, just me, no one else.

(Reblogged from fake-mermaid)

You will call me sweetheart
and I will still stumble over
good morning

I will want to know how many breaths you take after waking up
before you consider yourself alive

I will shiver when you touch me
do not be offended;
you are the warmest person I know.

How The Beginning Will Go - Meghan Lynn (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
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someone’s skipping leg day

im gonna go pray really hard

(Reblogged from dadhumor101)