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I think I just heard my heart break.
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I think I just heard my heart break.

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Shia Labeouf for interview magazine november 2014


Photography CRAIG MCDEAN

But there’s more

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This is the rape joke:
My best friend was four years old the first time his father came into his room at midnight and tore out his throat. He still has days when I cannot hold him because the memory of a bleeding trachea haunts his doorway. He has not been home for the holidays in many years, but – even now – hands are seen as weapons.

This is the rape joke:
I have been told by more than twenty people that they have been raped. To all of them, I asked where the rapist was. From none of them, I heard ‘jail.’

This is the rape joke:
Once my brother told me that I was so ugly, I would be a virgin forever. Unless someone raped me. But even they wouldn’t come back for seconds.

This is the rape joke:
I believed him.

This is the rape joke:
I now look at every woman on the street and wonder if the space between her legs is a crime scene, surrounded by ripped caution tape. The statistics tell me that this is so common that I will never be in a room that does not contain a survivor. Not even if I am in that room alone.

This is the rape joke:
I was thirteen years old, and he was supposed to be just a friend.

This is the rape joke:
When his older brother came home, the boy pulled away. He wiped the tears from my face and said ‘we should do this again some time.’

This is the rape joke:
When I finally told my parents, they asked what I had been wearing.

This is the rape joke:
I had been wearing my innocence. My trust. I had worn the love I held for humanity and expected to be treated well. I had never been taught that I would be that girl, the one who keeps a mine of secrets between her legs – that girl was the slut. I wasn’t supposed to be breakable.
What had I been wearing? I wore the rape joke, then I became it.

This is the Rape Joke | d.a.s

After Lora Mathis’s poem “the Rape Joke

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Oct 20, 2014 / 151,148 notes
Oct 20, 2014

woow haha

just went all the way back in my archive and I have grown so much lol I don’t know if I have gotten more smart or mature lol  but i definitely see a really kiddish me at the beginning. I would post so many photos of me and other old friends. Now I don’t because honestly I am insecure about how I look. I just feel I don’t look like other people. Another thing is damn a lot of the people from back then I rarely rarely talk to now. I wish we were still close like back then. I wonder what my life would be like now if they had always been a big part of my life. 

and yall should look back at your birthday month and see what you posted that year.

Oct 20, 2014 / 155 notes


"Fed up with all that LSD
Need more sleep than Coke or Methamphetamines
Late nights with warm, warm whiskey
I guess the good times they were all just killing me”

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Oct 20, 2014 / 5,918 notes


Messages found around New York City the past two days

I think about you all the time

I don’t know how to forget you

Protect your magic

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Listen to me, your body is not a temple. Temples can be destroyed and desecrated. Your body is a forest—thick canopies of maple trees and sweet scented wildflowers sprouting in the under wood. You will grow back, over and over, no matter how badly you are devastated.
Beau Taplin (via quotethat)

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