There’s a reason I said I’d be happy alone. It wasn’t cause I thought I’d be happy alone. It was because if I loved someone and it fell apart. I might not make it.
It’s easier to be alone, because what if you learn that you need love and then you don’t have it. What if you like it? And lean on it? What if you shape your life around it? And then it falls apart. Can you even deal with that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage, it’s like dying. The only difference is, death ends, this -it could go on forever.
—Merideth Grey (via breatheslowandrealize)
In San Francisco last year, a man stabbed a woman in the face and arm after she didn’t respond positively to his sexually harassing her on the street.
In Bradenton, Fla., a man shot a high school senior to death after she and her friends refused to perform oral sex at his request.
In Chicago, a scared 15-year-old was hit by a car and died after she tried escaping from harassers on a bus.
Again, in Chicago, a man grabbed a 19-year-old walking on a public thoroughfare, pulled her onto a gangway and assaulted her.
In Savannah, Georgia, a woman was walking alone at night and three men approached her. She ignored them, but they pushed her to the ground and sexually assaulted her.
In Manhattan, a 29-year-old pregnant woman was killed when men catcalling from a van drove onto the sidewalk and hit her and her friend.
Last week, a runner in California — a woman — was stopped and asked, by a strange man in a car, if she wanted a ride. When she declined he ran her over twice.
FUCK YOU if you think that street harassment is a “compliment” or “no big deal” or that it’s “irrational” of us to be afraid because “what’s actually gonna happen.” Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you some more.
Met with someone who is interested in buying the hearse :(. I had my fun with it, but it’s time to go. It needs to much more work. I’ll use the money towards my baby, the 51 Pontiac who deserves my time and effort….
where have you been all of my life you bearded wonder you?