I've just simply had enough

Anyone who thinks that sunshine is pure happiness, has never danced in the rain.

The rape joke is that you were eight. The rape joke is that at the time, you didn’t know people had sex to express love. The rape joke is that the only other person who’d seen you naked was your mom. The rape joke is that he called you ‘beautiful’ first. The rape joke is that he held your hands together and told you to ‘try harder’ when you struggled. The rape joke is that you believed him when he told you were overreacting. The rape joke is that your grandma called him a nice boy and asked him to stay for dinner. The rape joke is that he winked at you when you apologized to your parents for not coming downstairs the first time you were called. The rape joke is that his friends high-fived him for “getting some.” The rape joke is that you still don’t feel like you’ve regrown the pieces he stole. The rape joke is that he was conceived when his dad slapped himself into his snoring mother. The rape joke is that her friends told her she was lucky someone wanted her. The rape joke is that each year in the United States, 32,000 other women’s bellies ripen with life against their will. The rape joke is that he never learned to touch without scarring. The rape joke is that your classmate thinks ‘have you seen what asses look like in yoga pants?’ is an argument. The rape joke is your new boyfriend kissing you and telling you he ‘raped’ his math test. The rape joke is that ‘Why are girls so scared of rape? Y’all should feel pride that a guy risked his life in jail just to fuck you’ is a popular Tweet right now. The rape joke is that you wake up to the memory of him laughing, “now that wasn’t so bad, was it?” The rape joke is that it’s been twelve years and you still quiver when someone touches you. The rape joke is that he hasn’t stopped laughing. The rape joke is that you forgot how to.

The Rape Joke | Lora Mathis Inspired by this. (via soggypoetry) The rape joke isn’t funny and never has been (via conor-broberst)

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I am nothing anymore. I used to be something. Something, not anything. But now I am nothing.

If you're like me, you are falling... If you're like me, you're dead on the inside, you've fallen so far, deep and beyond repair. If you're like me, you wish for nothing but for this life to be over, gone, and soon forgotten. If you're like me, you spent last weekend in the Emergency Room, and the weekend before and the one before that; because you tried to die already, but you can't even succeed at ending your life. If you're like me, you've already spent the majority of today's waking hours working out how to make the next attempt work. If you're like me, this time next year you will be no more. You've made that your goal ~ to be no more. And if you're like me, every day till then you'll spend counting down the days like any normal kid would do if they were counting the days till their graduation. Not me, not us. We're not like any normal kid. We are ruined. We are lost. We are decayed, rotten, wrong on the inside. We were every grandparents favourite grandchild, every parents idolised child, every best friends best friend, every teachers most hardworking pupil. But to ourselves we are none of those worthwhile things. To us, WE are unworthy, To us, WE are decayed, To us, WE have had enough. To us, WE can't cope. "Dear Mom & Dad, Sorry I was never good enough. Goodbye."