lexi

i'm talking about the men the flirt with my thirteen year cousin on the bus. i'm talking about my uncle who thinks it's funny that his daughters flinch when he hits the table, so he makes a point to do it all the time. i'm talking about the men who threw my brother out of a party because he refused to take drugs, which led to him falling in a ditch and dying. im talking about the men who hit, insult, rape, murder their wives and girlfriends and sisters and cousins and strangers on the street. and i'm talking about the men who defend them.

But last time I reblogged one ten/fifteen minutes later I got a call offering me a job

But I reblogged it because I was waiting on hearing back from the job. So there you go.