I'm the Reason We Can't Have Nice Things

Gentlemen. This is what rape culture is like:

Imagine you have a Rolex watch. Nice fancy Rolex, you bought it because you like the way it looks and you wanted to treat yourself. And then you get beaten and mugged and your Rolex is stolen. So you go to the police. Only, instead of investigating the crime, the police want to know why you were wearing a Rolex instead of a regular watch. Have you ever given a Rolex to anyone else? Is it possible you wanted to be mugged? Why didn’t you wear long sleeves to cover up the Rolex if you didn’t want to be mugged?

And then after that, everywhere you go, there are constant jokes about stealing your Rolex. People you don’t even know whistle at your Rolex and make jokes about cutting your hand off to get it. The media doesn’t help either; it portrays people who wear Rolexes as flamboyant assholes who secretly just want someone to come along and take that Rolex off their hands. When damn, all you wanted was to wear a nice watch without getting harassed for it. When you complain that you are starting to feel unsafe, people laugh you off and say that you are too uptight. Never mind you got violently attacked for the crime of wearing a friggin time piece.

Imagining all that? It sucks, doesn’t it.

Now imagine you could never take the Rolex off.

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(via dearstephanie)

I think it is important for every girl to live with their girlfriends before settling down with a boy. It is one of the most unique and wonderful experiences you can have, if you do it right. I was blessed to live with some of the greatest friends in the world. What feels like lasted forever was really just two short years. It creates memories and a family-like bond that is forever irreplaceable. We are all slowly moving on in our lives and this distance will continue to grow, but when we get together once a year, once every 5 years, or even just one more time in our lives, we can laugh about the tiny tv that was up to high, the accidental party, heart to hearts in the bathroom and kitchen floor, the smelly fridge, wine/dateline nights, the garbage disposal backing up into our bathtubs, stalker notes, Quelf, the nights out, the nights in, doing everything, and doing nothing at all. We will all lead separate lives, make new friends, but because of what we shared living together no one will have the same bond as us. We grew together, we learned from each other, and we loved each other. I love where I am in my life right now but gosh if I could go back for just one day……