Feelin it today.
FEELIN LIKE IMMA BOUT TO DROP SUM MUTHAFUCKIN TROOF ON DEES HITTAS.
I am not responsible for anything posted tonight. It may or may not make sense, and I’m not going to apologize for that. I wouldn’t try to decode or translate it, it probably isn’t what it seems to be. And if it is, I’m not going to be ashamed of it. I won’t apologize for that, either.
I am about to explode and this seems like it might be a good way to do that legally.
I just wish people could see what I see. Understand what is happening… and not play games with emotions or feelings. Even their own.
Everyone wants to be someone’s ONE. THE ONE. THE ONLY ONE.
truth is, that isn’t real.
Every “perfect” love story that gets told? You’re only hearing the good parts. I guarantee it was not always perfect, or easy.
Couples that celebrate their 75th wedding anniversary… ask them if it was always rainbows and butterflies.
If a single person says so, they are lying.
Because love, real love, isn’t always pretty. It isn’t always logical. And truthfully, it doesn’t always turn out with a happy ending. It can destroy you. And it doesn’t have to be reciprocated, at all.
Love is misunderstood. Stop putting it on a pedestal.
look at yourself. go on, take a good hard look at yourself. you know what it is? pathetic. just fucking pathetic. you deserve so much better than this. so much better than waiting for his text, begging for scraps of his attention, trying so hard to fix something that’s so broken. you got aboslutley nothing out of this except for a broken heart and yet you’re still trying?
STOP. you dont deserve to cry, to be cut down lower and lower, and you sure as hell dont deserve to have to beg and plead for a second of attention- from anyone. look at yourself. do you think he’s lying in his bed all day crying? do you think hes locking himself away from the world? well he’s fucking not. he’s out there flirting with a gazillion and one other girls, because you meant nothing. he’s out there laughing at you with his gazillion and one friends, because you meant nothing. Look at yourself, look at how much fucking power you’re giving him.
STOP. shut the fuck up. get the fuck up. move the fuck on.
remember that no matter how alone you feel, you have tons of people standing behind you ready to reinforce how fucking AMAZING you are. look at yourself. you’re you, and you’re fucking perfect. look at yourself, you deserve so much better. look at yourself, its your time to shine. so fucking shine.
Lavender bubble bath with rose petals, 3rd eye chakra tea, vision candle, a green bowl, and a Tibetan flute playing in the background…. nirvana. SERIOUSLY. NIRVANA.
Just got a new very best friend.
"My body, my choice" only makes sense when someone else’s life isn’t at stake.
Fun fact: If my younger sister was in a car accident and desperately needed a blood transfusion to live, and I was the only person on Earth who could donate blood to save her, and even though donating blood is a relatively easy, safe, and quick procedure no one can force me to give blood. Yes, even to save the life of a fully grown person, it would be ILLEGAL to FORCE me to donate blood if I didn’t want to.
See, we have this concept called “bodily autonomy.” It’s this….cultural notion that a person’s control over their own body is above all important and must not be infringed upon.
Like, we can’t even take LIFE SAVING organs from CORPSES unless the person whose corpse it is gave consent before their death. Even corpses get bodily autonomy.
To tell people that they MUST sacrifice their bodily autonomy for 9 months against their will in an incredibly expensive, invasive, difficult process to save what YOU view as another human life (a debatable claim in the early stages of pregnancy when the VAST majority of abortions are performed) is desperately unethical. You can’t even ask people to sacrifice bodily autonomy to give up organs they aren’t using anymore after they have died.
You’re asking people who can become pregnant to accept less bodily autonomy than we grant to dead bodies.
reblogging for commentary
But, assuming the mother wasn’t raped, the choice to HAVE a baby and risk sacrificing their “bodily autonomy” is a choice that the mother made. YOu don’t have to have sex with someone. Cases of rape aside, it isn’t ethical to say abortion is justified. The unborn baby has rights, too.
First point: Bodily autonomy can be preserved, even if another life is dependent on it. See again the example about the blood donation.
And here’s another point: When you say that “rape is the exception” you betray something FUNDAMENTALLY BROKEN about your own argument.
Because a fetus produced from sexual assault is biologically NO DIFFERENT than a fetus produced from consensual sex. No difference at all.
If one is alive, so is the other. If one is a person, so is the other. If one has a soul, then so does the other. If one is a little blessing that happened for a reason and must be protected, then so is the other.
When you say that “Rape is the exception” what you betray is this: It isn’t about a life. This isn’t about the little soul sitting inside some person’s womb, because if it was you wouldn’t care about HOW it got there, only that it is a little life that needs protecting.
When you say “rape is the exception” what you say is this: You are treating pregnancy as a punishment. You are PUNISHING people who have had CONSENSUAL SEX but don’t want to go through a pregnancy. People who DARED to have consensual sex without the goal of procreation in mind, and this is their “consequence.”
And that is gross.
This has been added to since I last saw it, so reblogging again.
Busted wide open.