[step 1] open your mouth as wide as possible. make sure to stick out your tongue as far as you can, too, since kisses are like, 90% that thing
[step 2] find someone to kiss. you will know they want to kiss because their tongue will also be extended at full length
[step 3] move in for the kill
So a friend of mine had the misfortune of dealing with rape culture from a police officer. She gave me the permission to post this on Tumblr so the name of this officer and her story can spread.
So let’s be serious for a second guys please -
Last night around 2 a.m. my friends and I decided to take a drive around Hutchinson island, and when upon returning into Sewall’s Point we made a stop underneath the causeway. We decided to stop, listen to music, and stand outside the car. Not intoxicated, not under any substance abuse, and not in the possession of any weapons - we were having clean wholesome dumb teenage fun. Without doing anything incriminating it still was unfortunately interrupted by Officer Scott Donlon, when he drove around the causeway and approached us with his lights on. We turned down the music and waited for him to approach us outside my friends car. The lights almost made it impossible for us to see his face or communicate with him without holding my arm in front of my face.
He walks up to us and says,
"I sure as hell can’t wait to hear this story."
I took the liberty to talk for my friends, because they were visibly intimidated and frightened by this officer.
"Honestly officer, we were on our way to the beach when we decided that it was probably too late and unsafe. We decided on our drive back to stop here and enjoy ourselves. We are good people. None of us are under the influence or intoxicated we are more than willing to take a breathalyzer if you have any suspicion that we are."
That’s when he made the most disturbing comment of all,
"Yeah because running around in your underwear -"
I couldn’t believe it, he decided that my outfit of choice constituted as underwear to him. My floral top that showed my mid-drift and my high-waisted shorts was something he was going to demean and call “underwear”?
I tried my hardest not to be rude to him, but I responded with,
"That’s extremely rude and offensive sir. I don’t think my outfit should be considered underwear."
He continued to walk around my friends car trying to be intimidating and aggressive, so I spoke again:
"Sir, are you detaining us?"
Which he responded, “Yes.”
So I said, “What for?”
"For wearing underwear."
I was fuming. I was disgusted. I was baffled. I couldn’t believe that right before my very eyes rape culture was brought to light by this officer.
Again everyone - Scott Donlon, Officer of Sewall’s Point, who’s name I asked for because I was not going to let this white old privileged male think he could demean the four of us.
Luckily another officer, rolled up to us in the middle of this, he who was much kinder and diffused the situation by saying,
"Do not try him, you need to just give him respect. You could make things so much worse for yourself."
I wanted to say,
"What!? Excuse me? It’s your job to protect us, not to make us feel like our lives are threatened because he decided that he wants to be intimidating?"
Instead I said to the other officer,
"Officer, I mean no offense, and I’m sorry if I upset him, but he told us we were being detained for wearing underwear. Look at the four of us, we may be showing our stomachs, but we’re fully clothed and that’s by no means okay."
"Well if he says you’re being detained. You’re being detained."
We were never detained.
It was all an intimidation tactic, and because of course it wasn’t worth the fight, I apologized for MY behavior and for disrespecting HIM. I let him continue to say I was running around in my “underwear.” I continued to let him say, “If I was in a bad mood tonight, I could have got you in so much more trouble.” I continued to let him discriminate my age by saying “I don’t need some 19 year old giving me attitude thinking she knows the law better than me.” I continued to let him completely dominate the situation and degrade us.
I’m not okay with this, I’m not okay with another officer fluffing his ego because he has some fucked up authoritative mentality.
Below I’ll add the photo of the outfit I was wearing, you guys let me know if I missed out on the memo of what defines underwear now.
If you actually took the time to go through my terrible grammar and read all of this ridiculous nonsense - thank you so much thank you thankyoouuu.
I kinda feel like this characterizes all heterosexuals as being stern or unyielding or narrow or something like that as people, while all other sexualities are some kind of fun and kind. I liked the photoset ‘til I got to the last square.
I agree with that. The black and white made sense, but the picture bothers me.
Hello everyone! I see no one deemed it right to put a source; simply because they thought this was offensive and it didn’t need one. Well there you are, please check out the artist and give them love.
First of all; this is image is edited. This is the original image:
Now, let me explain. These are all actual flags that people use to show off their sexuality. The actual accepted heterosexual flag is indeed black and white. Kind of weird and bland compared to the colorfulness of the others, right? The artist agreed. So when personifying the sexualities, she made Heterosexuality seem upset at it’s bland colors.
If you visit Humon’s deviantart page, this image no longer exists because of hate sent to her and her art being taken.
Please stop reblogging things unless you know the real story. Humon’s art features some of the most diverse relationships you’d ever see. Such as:
A three way, multiracial, completely consensual relationship with a child.
Do I even need to explain this one?
Her art also shows acceptance of others, such as here, where a little girl is putting makeup on a little boy. It’s titled, “Boys can wear Make-up.”
Now remember. Don’t believe everything you see on tumblr. Shit is manipulated all the time. Thanks again for your time, and please reblog to pass the message on!
I’m going to make a youtube video entitled
"Shit ALL men say”
and it will consist only of the phrase “But not all men say that~!!”
And then I’ll wait for men to stare at their keyboards in utter distress as they contemplate the paradox of their intense desire and desperation to inform me that not all men say that.
I will break them.
*prepares party popper*
*nervously shakes the party popper*
*slowly falls asleep with the party popper*
*has a wonderful night with the party popper*
*gets married to the party popper*
It’s a beautiful evening in February. My wife and I are sitting at the fireplace, when suddenly a terrible image appears on the screen of my computer.
My wife looks at me. As I look in her terrified, cardboard eyes, filled with tears, she takes a deep breath, before saying with her shivering voice “It’s what you’ve always wanted, dear. Do it.” My hands start shaking and a lone tear rolls down my cheek. “I can’t, honey. I’m not like that anymore.” “I will do it.” a small voice behind us says. As I turn around, my eyes cross with my son; our son. “You don’t have to do this, Benedict.” I say, as I hold his hands.
Ignoring what I told him, young Benedict Popper-Are Optional holds my wife’s cardboard body in one hand, and her long, beautiful string in the other. With tears in my eyes, I turn my head away. A loud pop sounds behind me and I watch in terror as I see my wife’s confetti spread across the room.
"It’s what you’ve always wanted, dad…" my son says, putting his small, cardboard hand on my shoulder. "Yes," I say, "but not like this… Never like this…"
what the actual fuck
But the fact that Lily Evans’ best quality was her capacity to love, the same love that led to her being murdered, because her love for Harry drove her to sacrifice herself in the hopes of saving him
And the fact that James Potter’s best quality was his fierce loyalty, the same loyalty that led to him being murdered because he put his trust in the wrong person