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“She couldn’t get any farther away inside from her skin. She couldn’t get away.”
― Cynthia Voigt

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“They are all innocent until proven guilty. But not me. I am a liar until I am proven honest.”
― Louise O'Neill

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Shiloh Dynasty - I know u so well [1 Hour Loop]

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GIRLS NEED LOVE - SUMMER WALKER (GIRL’S EDITION) [LYRICS] #HVLM

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“I’m done. I’m done. I can’t take this shit no more. I can’t. It’s one thing after anotha! I was molested and raped ever since I was a little girl! My own BROTHA molested AND raped me! He would take my little brothas and set them in front of the T.V. and turn it all the way up while my motha was at work. He made me come into his room as he touched me and made me do things when I knew they weren’t right, but I couldn’t put my damn finger on it. He molested me for YEARS and then that sick sack of shit decided one day ‘Hmph, today I’m finna fuck my little sista.’ MY OWN BROTHA. WANTED TO HAVE SEX. WITH HIS YOUNGER SISTER. We’re related by fuckin blood. He coulda had any bitch out there inna streets, but that incestuous, perverted ass nigga wanted to have me. And quite frankly, I don’t give a damn about him being dead, I wanted ta kill that bitch myself. You know what, I can’t even go to a damn party without seeing a fucked-up ass nigga that’ll do anything to have sex with me. Jamal Whittaker took advantage of me, while I was PISSY DRUNK. Told all my fuckin friends ‘Awe, she gone be alright, I’ll take care of her. She gone be alright, don’t worry.’ And took me upstairs to a room. And fuckin raped me. For THIRTY MINUTES. I couldn’t scream cause the music was booming. HE DIDN’T EVEN USE A FUCKIN CONDOM! The whole time I’m thinking ‘I’m finna get pregnant. He’s gone get me pregnant. He’s gone nut in me and get me pregnant.’ And the thing about this is the fact that NOBODY would believe me if I was to tell the truth. NOBODY. NOT A FUCKIN SOUL. Everybody would believe him cause he’s one uh the most ‘believable’ niggas here. The worst thing is that I can’t even stand to look at myself inna mirror. I think to myself all the time what it would be like if I wasn’t here… I don’t have anybody to talk to cause they’ll blow me off. I don’t know if I can take this shit anymore b. I’m sorry.”

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“There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.”
― Laurell K. Hamilton

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"A rapist doesn’t have to be a stranger to be legitimate. Someone you never saw. A man with obvious problems. But if you been public with him, danced one dance, kissed him goodbye lightly with a closed mouth, pressing charges will be as hard as keeping your legs closed while five fools try and run a train on you. these men friends of ours who smile nice stay employed and take us out to dinner. lock the door behind you wit fist in face to fuck. who make elaborate mediterranean dinners & let the art ensemble carry all ethical burdens while they invite a coupla friends over to have you, are sufferin from latent rapist bravado & we are left wit the scars. bein betrayed by men who know us & expect like the stranger we always thot waz comin that we will submit we must have known. women relinquish all personal rights in the presence of a man who apparently could be considered a rapist especially if he has been considered a friend & is no less worthy of bein beat witin an inch of his life bein publicly ridiculed havin two fists shoved up his ass. than the stranger we always thot it wd be. who never showed up. cuz it turns out the nature of rape has changed, we can now meet them in circles we frequent for companionship, we see them at the coffeehouse, wit someone else we know, we could even have em over for dinner & get raped in our own houses, by invitation. a friend."

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Monica - Still Standing (feat. Ludacris)

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"The meaning of the pink is unconditional love and nurturing. Pink is intuitive and insightful, showing tenderness and kindness with its empathy and sensitivity. In color psychology, pink is a sign of hope. It is a positive color inspiring warm and comforting feelings, a sense that everything will be okay."