Tastes like shame.

Hi, I'm Krystle. I'm happily taken, in college, and trying to make a place for myself in this world. This blog doesn't have a "theme". Its for me. My thoughts, my feelings. My interests. You're welcome to share it with me. I'm open minded and easy to talk to.
There are things that a diary just can't do. Secrets you need others to read, just to know they're out. Thoughts and feelings that you want to shout to the world, but instead dump into the black hole of the internet. This is why I'm here. This is my life, off my chest. Out of my head so I can arrange my scattered thoughts, and pick up the pieces to a shattered world. Maybe if they aren't inside of me, I can go back to living, instead of just being alive.

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Submissions from projectunbreakablesubmissions@gmail.com.

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Courageous women speak out against corrective rape

Grace Brown has photographed hundreds of survivors and received submissions from thousands more since starting Project Unbreakable in October 2011. Her images document the threatening, demeaning and downright misguided comments that sexual abusers use to torment and subdue their victims.

Some pictures capture a particularly haunting aspect of sexual victimization: so-called “corrective rape,” a hate crime used against LGBT people as punishment or in the belief that forcing them to have heterosexual sex will “cure” them of their homosexuality.

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 i found you a nicely apt description of what the fucking friendzone is


I feel this needs to be re blogged….

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a simple yet beautiful reminder, it could be you! be thankful for everything you have.

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Laverne Cox corrects Gayle King on CBS

"I want you. I want to throw you against a wall, wrap your legs around my waist and kiss you. Kiss you until we have to stop to catch our breaths. I want you and only you. I want to take you on road trips that lead us to pulling over on the side of the road because we can’t keep our hands off each other. I want you and your flaws. I want your messy makeup from teary eyes as I hold you and talk to you about life. I want the 3am phone calls because you can’t sleep at night. I want to be yours and only yours. I want to taste all your cooking, even if it’s not good, even if it’s experimenting I’d have you cook every meal for the rest of my life. I want you. I want my trembling hands to grab your waist and dance with you in the middle of an empty room. I want to struggle on days when I can’t see you. I want to fight about meaningless stuff that will lead to meaningful sex. I want you. I want your hand to rest on my forearm as we enter a party, so I can reassure you that you are safe with me. I want to sing to you in the shower and have you shut me up with kisses because we both know I’m no singer. I want the ups and downs, the winter and summer days. I want you and only you…"

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so let me get this straight:

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y’all bleed outta your vaginas

once a month, your panties look like a fucking murder scene


and yet you just go about your daily business like


girls are fucking badass.

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Maxwell, I think Niles has it in for me.

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