Fuck Surviving I Want LIBERATION.

It's wild to me that you can be best friends with someone and take the risk to tell them when their behaviour really hurts you in a way that interferes with your ability to survive violence because you want your friend to stop hurting you... and that friend can respond by denying your pain and even being upset with you for fucking FEELING it. How did humans get to this point of building close relationships and yet expecting eachother to not be hurt by anything we do or at least expecting not to hear about it? What is a close friendship if not caring about the impact we have on eachother? Is it even a friendship if we're gonna dictate, deny, silence, bulldoze, control or punish each other out of having emotions?

Seriously dude, you gonna give people a heads up? Like what the actual fuck makes you so entitled to someone's body that you're gonna give em a heads up before grabbing a titty or sticking it in instead of fucking asking. The problem wasn't just that you took me by surprise before I had a chance to say no, the problem was that you didn't give a fuck if I'd say yes or no. A heads up is a warning, not consent and certainly not how you avoid harming someone agaib.

"You are forced to drink it, just as you force pain to swallow its voice by feigning contentment."

"Man, you gotta know where your hands are."

"Radical hope follows this desire, it takes action without attachment to outcome, it flirts with the spiritual, the paradoxical. The pure absurdity of our situation pulls us towards "an awareness of existential ambiguity and irony, to the humor of deep understanding, to the landscape of poets, artists, and tricksters," as Donald Rothberg puts it. "Mature action is rooted in familiarity with paradox." This paradox is rich with insight, and further illustrates the ways that joy and grief, hope and despair are not opposite ends of a swinging pendulum, but entangled sentiments which occur in relation to each other."