A little old lady was stuck in the toilet at work today and I had to help her out. I think she was a bit senile because she told me she was deaf even though she could hear me and blind even though she could see what I was doing. She had a bit of an asthma/panic attack too and I had to get the pump ready and press the button for her. She was holding my hand so tight, she looked so scared. I took her downstairs and she gave me a kiss, she was the cutest little lady ever. Such a sweetheart!
Last night was really lovely but also really strange. I went out with Sam, Amy and Luke from work and then they came back here and we all fell asleep! Not too keen on Luke at the moment because he fucked me off a bit last night. Other than that things were nice. I’m sooo tired now though but I can’t sleep. It’s going to be another day living off caffeine for me I think :(
If somebody lets you go on the road, is it REALLY difficult to thank them?!
Honestly, it just takes the flick of a button if you’re driving or a nod or smile if you’re walking. Fucking hell some people legit have been brought up without manners and it drives me insane. Nearly got out of my car to scream at about 3 people today. Just say thank you! I bet it doesn’t even piss anybody else off… It reaaaaaaaaaaaaally pisses me off.
how did you lose so much weight? you look great! i'm currently trying to lose some weight myself.
I stopped being a lazy, greedy, fatty and now live in fear that I will become a lazy, greedy fat shit again which puts me off becoming a lazy greedy fatty. Thanks, you can do it if you put your mind to it. Honestly.
Since you're talking about rape anyway, I'd like to ask another. Do you think it's a girl's fault if just before the rape, like a few days before, she drunkenly kissed her attacker at a party? This happened to me and everyone I know told me that I was asking for it because I led him on. I'd like someone to share my view that I really didn't, or at least didn't mean to, and that I still should have been allowed to say no? :(
No, it’s not your fault. Not in any way whatsoever. If someone has sex with you when you don’t want them to, it’s not your fault. Say one day you say to your friends that you want to try a really spicy chili, just to see what it’s like. You talk about it for a few days but when you actually get to the day when you’re given the oppertunity to eat the chili you decide to back out. You’re obviously allowed to do that. If your friends force the chili into your mouth when you tell them/show them that you don’t want it then it’s not your fault. You weren’t ‘asking’ for it were you? ;)
Seriously though I can’t express enough: Rape is an act of forcing another person to do something against their will… How people cannot blame the rapist is beyond me.
You're absolutely right. We've just recently found out that my friend was raped when she went out partying, but now that her boyfriend knows about it, he says that he "doesn't know" if he wants to be together with her anymore simply because she's been with another man. But its not as though she wanted to be raped - that's why its called rape. He and his best friend seem to think that she deserved it for going out and drinking and partying. It makes me want to cry
I just think it’s sick that women should be blamed for the wrong doing of men. As if men have absolutely no control over their actions when it comes to a woman? No. I don’t understand how anybody could blame a woman for rape. I’m really sorry to hear about your friend! Imagine going through such a horrific thing and then losing someone you love too. Her boyfriend and his friend are disgusting. I hope they see sense one day xxx
I miss kissing and holding hands and going for walks around the common and having cheeky fags and then choking and accepting that I am not really destined to be a smoker. I miss having someone to text if I want to feel special and I miss knowing that there is at least one person who definitely fancies me. I miss spending the night in together or being taken out. I miss dates. The awkward, nervous feeling you get when you see them and the relief you feel when he actually seems happy to see you. The sinking sensation you get in your stomach when you worry that your make up might look shit or he might see you and realise he made a mistake in asking to take you out and then the satisfaction of knowing that he was happy with his decision when he kisses you goodnight. I want to know what it’s like to go to sleep and wake up with the same person, more than once. Gradually getting used to the way his hair looks in the morning and accepting that you will have to be seen by another human being in possibly your worst state. Taking it in turns to go down and get teas and coffees when you have bed-days, talking and kissing and drinking and talking some more and kissing again and then a bit more. I also want to full fill the Sunday Morning Fantasy. To be able to shout at him when he pisses you off because you know he’ll forgive you straight after. To feel comfortable, but not straight away and to know that the slightly nervous, awkward feeling you get before you see him will near enough always be there because that’s how strong the attraction is. As well as all this, to be able like to think realistically and know that you will piss each other off and you will need space and sometimes things will go really badly and you might not speak for days and even if it doesn’t last, the knowledge that you had such a good time together will be good enough. Knowing that you let yourself be you in front of somebody else would just be the best thing in the world.
If a girl got raped, would you think t was her fault because she dressed provocatively?
Are you asking me if I think a girl who wants to show off some flesh by wearing a low cut top or short skirt deserves to have a man force himself onto her? To touch her without permission, see parts of her she may not want any man to see and generally destroy her self esteem and security. If this question is real, and you think the fact that a strange man might force his body into another girls, into places that she would never let him go and leave her with no choice but to be sexually abused by him because of the clothes she wears then I beg of you to shoot yourself in the head.