I just reviewed some of my recent posts and realized that I’ve been posting a lot of music. why? you may ask, because grace is a lazy ass who even has XKit and still would rather like posts than repost them with proper tags O-O thus is my life children~
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE? DO YOU KNOW HOW DISAPPOINTED I WAS THAT YOU WEREN’T ON THE MOVIE SOUNDTRACK????
I took my cassette recorder to the television, played the VHS tape with the scene and this music, and had a copy that I could put on my mixtape that I played when walking home from school every day. It had that echo-y, recorded-from-television noise to it BUT I WAS DAMN PROUD OF MYSELF.
If you kill a person, you’re a murderer. If you steal, no one would hesitate to call you a thief. But in America, when you force yourself on someone sexually, some people will jump through flaming hoops not to call you a rapist.
As reported by Al Jazeera America, colleges across the country are replacing the word “rape” in their sexual assault policies with “non-consensual sex” because schools don’t want label students “rapists”.
'Bright star! would I were steadfast as thou art — Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature’s patient sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores, Or gazing on the new soft fallen mask Of snow upon the mountains and the moors — No — yet still steadfast, still unchangeable, Pillowd upon my fair love’s ripening breast, To feel for ever its soft fall and swell, Awake for ever in a sweet unrest, Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath, And so live ever — or else swoon to death.’