— Nikos Kazantzakis (via larmoyante)
Recovery is hard. It’s a challenge in college, high school, younger years, at work, on vacation, during the night, right in the morning, anywhere and everywhere. BUT here’s the good news: every day we fight, we grow stronger. No matter where we are on the journey, we are worth the fight.
There are no “blurred lines.” There is only one line: consent.
And the absence of consent is a crime.
Trigger warning: Graphic descriptions of sexual assault.
Robin Thicke’s summer hit Blurred Lines addresses what he considers to be sounds like a grey area between consensual sex and assault. The images in this post place the song into a real-life context. They are from Project Unbreakable, an online photo essay exhibit, and feature images of women and men holding signs with sentences that their rapist said before, during, or after their assault. Let’s begin.
oh, let me give you a chance and then turn out to be WORSE than my ex. really, you’re an asshole.
i always prefer to be cold than warm bc if ur cold you can get blankets and tea and soup and hug somebody
when ur warm ur just like ‘ew get away from me, let me perish in my own liquids’
finally, someone who understands!! /licks your face affectionately
— Camryn Pulaski (via perfect)