Song of the Day
Paper Sun - Traffic
Social anxiety till death, ya’ll! I will escape my own funeral as well.
#fuckthis #youcantmakemego(Source: equalizingdistort, via jameskvlt-deactivated20171215)
February 3rd is really weird/awful day for me. It’s the anniversary of the worst day of my life. Terrible fact: I’m a survivor of domestic violence. Another terrible fact: Most of my followers (male, female & all things between) have been as well. I’ll never forget the night I almost died. I’ll never forget being pulled into seclusion from my friends & family. I’ll never not have a panic attack when I hear a door bell because of the times he hunted me down like an animal to pull me back into his world. But I’ll never let it happen again. I had to show where he had stolen money from mine and my parent’s bank account to get the justice I deserved as a victim. Not from the bruises or blood that covered my entire face and body the night I finally escaped and found a county sheriff. Domestic Violence & rape laws across America barely protect the victim. What in the actual fuck, right? I lost, if you ask me. Hardly getting the correct protective orders and therapy I needed. We have to promote awareness and speak out. We have to come out of the woodwork and be vocal about what’s happened, stop pretending it didn’t and that it’s in the past now. Don’t be silent. #vday #domesticviolence #PTSD #feminist #onebillionrisingforjustice #survivoranniversary
Sometimes I really doubt myself and feel really strange about the way I look. I know that sounds really ridiculous coming out of a selfie queen like myself. I’m always really nervous to see photos of me take by other people, then I find a group photo where I look like this and I remember that while we’re all goddesses gracing the earth, I can serve face like a mother fucker.




