If owning a gun and knowing how to use it worked, the military would be the safest place for a woman. It’s not.
If women covering up their bodies worked, Afghanistan would have a lower rate of sexual assault than Polynesia. It doesn’t.
If not drinking alcohol worked, children would not be raped. They are.
If your advice to a woman to avoid rape is to be the most modestly dressed, soberest and first to go home, you may as well add “so the rapist will choose someone else”.
If your response to hearing a woman has been raped is “she didn’t have to go to that bar/nightclub/party” you are saying that you want bars, nightclubs and parties to have no women in them. Unless you want the women to show up, but wear kaftans and drink orange juice. Good luck selling either of those options to your friends.
Or you could just be honest and say that you don’t want less rape, you want (even) less prosecution of rapists.
For some of their films, Disney would film real actors so that the animators could watch them for reference.
I LOVE this! ♥
As soon as you turn the lights off start masturbating. No monster wants to see that shit. While doing it, stare at the corner and whisper, tenderly, “this is for you”.
And then the shadows growl at you and say, “Mine. You’re all mine.”
Proceed to have a secret relationship with the monster in your closet to make the shadows jealous.
Plot Twist: The Monster wants a threesome with you and the shadows.
First Reaction: Wow, how the fuck did I think about it?
Second Reaction: I’M A POET!!!!
A LITTLE BIT OF ZELDA IN MY LIFE
A LITTLE BIT OF SARIA BY MY SIDE
A LITTLE BIT OF MALON IS ALL I NEED
A LITTLE BIT OF RUTO IS ALL I SEE
A LITTLE BIT OF ILIA IN THE SUN
A LITTLE BIT OF MIDNA ALL NIGHT LONG
A LITTLE BIT OF PEATRICE HERE I AM
A LITTLE BIT OF YOU MAKES ME YOUR MAN
omfg IS THIS STILL GOING AROUNd
get this too 500 likes and will soon post a video of him twerking
2013 Write Bloody Submission Contest - Dear Ten Years Ago, by Ronnie K. Stephens (by R. Stephens)
my dad sent these to me and said, “Look at our chalkboard in the break room!”
how in the fuck