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You want to tell someone.
But how can you begin to tell?
Who do you tell?
Where do you go? Who do you turn to?
Who will listen?
Who will care?
Who will have open arms?
Who will shield us with their wings?
Who will take my hand and guide us to the end of time?
But the only wings I have are shattered... crippled like glass.
And I cannot find the strength to fly.
I cannot find the voice to cry out and say: ''Help me. Please help me.''
- A poem by S. Chowdhurry, my sister; written a year after her rape
Mojo Jojo and Prison RapeCross-posted HERE @ LiveJournalMojo Jojo and Prison Rape by ~JDNight
Like most who have grown up in the generation of 90s cartoons, there were many adult references—either explicitly or subtly—placed within these seemingly innocent, child-geared universes. These references were unmistakably included intentionally by the creators, specifically for the adult viewers who may be watching the shows with their children and therefore would totally get them. Of course, I doubt many of these adult in-jokes would have scarred such younger viewers since they would have been too young to understand (myself included).
The Powerpuff Girls was hardly an exception to the mix of child and adult themes, and actually, the early incarnation of the show created by Craig McCracken began as a short titled Whoopass Stew (unlike the final product, the title, look and tone was precisely more adult-orientated).
Although, when the name of the series was change
((One by One))((Most sociological theories make the mistake in only focusing on one area of oppression rather than all, and the basic premise is that these variables work in groups and intersect. In fact, we should examine the ways race, class and gender all work together to create ''interlocking systems of oppression''.((One by One)) by *AsktheSonofaShepherd
I am principally concerned with the relationships among empowerment, self-definition, and knowledge; and I am obviously concerned with immigrants: it is the oppression with which I am most intimately familiar. But I am also one of the few social thinkers who is able to rise above my own experiences; to challenge us with a significant view of oppression and identity politics that not only has the possibility of changing the world but also of opening up the prospect of continuous change. For change to be continuous, it can’t be exclusively focused on one social group. In other words, a social movement that is only concerned with racial inequality, will end its influence once equ
Monster At My BedMonster At My Bed by ~ZaraeZyne
scared to close my eyes
relax and become limber.
afraid to slip into a helpless slumber
make a wimper or a sigh.
I see his face, his hands
hot breath, the growing heat.
carried in by steps of creeping feet
innocence slips away like wind blown sands
From the monster in my bed
the monster that still haunts my dreams.
trying so hard to hide
these demons inside
ready to rip apart my seams.
he stole my identity
left me with a damaged soul
turned in a useless bowl.
why cant I be free?
From the monster in my bed
sick of the shame
of this dirty little secret
the mask to hide my defect.
must numb the pain
so people see only the outside.
a shroud of silence and secrecy
he still has that power over me.
into my own world I hide
From the monster in my bed
DefeatedDefeated by ~ZaraeZyne
I sit here in a puddle of tears
Nightmares and thoughts replay of my inner pain and fears
Unheard silent screams and pleas
Even tho I should be at ease
His shadow lingers in my bed
When many years he's been dead
Drowing in a sea of despair
Dragged beneath by its undertoe
By burdens I cannot share
No one must ever know
The waves toss me to and fro
Beneath a quilt of filth
I scream out from the midst
Seeking a reason, an answer to ‘why’
In defeat I raise a fist
Living as a shell just to get by
Can my shattered pieces be put back together again?
Coming of dawn breaks
Time to put on my mask and fake
A Child's LifeIt was like being trapped -A Child's Life by =wdnest
In a dungeon with no escape
Though there was no walls,
No bars, no dark lit room
There was just the twinkling of his eyes
EVERYTHING ABOUT WOMEN'S BODIES IS SEXUAL.Cross-posted HERE @ LiveJournalEVERYTHING ABOUT WOMEN'S BODIES IS SEXUAL. by ~JDNight
Alright, I had to share this because I totally agree with this artist. I probably have a rant pertaining to these issues somewhere, but this simplistic yet amazing comic can get it across better than I could ever with my ranting that no one really wants to hear. Also, no I am not putting that first image beneath a cut. Because it's not sexual. It may be revealing, but her breasts are a part of her normal anatomy, they're not sex toys. Fuck society and its shitty labelling of ''women's breasts are private parts'' when men have breasts too. And yes, including nippies. If you can't be mature enough to handle what a female bust looks like, then I suggest you move right along, boy.
Stop sexualizing my body stop shaming
What is FUCKING WRONG with people Re:RAPE?!Cross-posted HERE @ LiveJournalWhat is FUCKING WRONG with people Re:RAPE?! by ~JDNight
Okay, I normally don't post this kind of material here to my dA journal but this is extremely important to the group I support :iconWingsofCrippledGlass:. If you'd like to spread awareness of this and feature it in other groups that support rape victims, please do, feel free.
I, like many others, am only now learning of the horrific crime(s) in Steubenville, Ohio.
“In August of 2012, a 16 year old girl incurred the wrath of her ex-boyfriend and he initiated a revenge that resulted in her being unconscious, dragged from party to party, and being stripped, subject to rape, forced oral copulation, sodomy and being urinated on by multiple people. A 12 minute video was recorded and posted via social media. The poli
New Dystopian Project: Fucked up Society vs RapeCross-posted HERE @ LiveJournalNew Dystopian Project: Fucked up Society vs Rape by ~JDNight
(I apologise once again for disappearing in the Department of Mysteries. I solemnly swear I will get caught up with everything as soon as I can. But first, a quick update. No need to comment because I've been an awful bitch with doing so myself. Read if interested.)
Bold text in case of reading comprehension failure.
I know, I know… I have a lot of projects going on right now. It's confusing as hell, likely. However, unlike the Post-Apocalyptic Project – Info, Sneak Peek (which will probably be posted this summer) and The Met
Dystopian, Gothic-fantasy Project w/ RapeCross-posted HERE @ LJ (you have to confirm you're 18+ yrs to see it)Dystopian, Gothic-fantasy Project w/ Rape by ~JDNight
(I hope everyone is having an okay winter so far. Here's a little update. Nobody has to read it.)
As far as some of you know, I've been writing a short novel (novella). It used to be called The Man Beneath the Black Veil. I now officially renamed it The Metallic Dollsman (it'll be explained).
Well, this project is taking me a hella lot longer to edit/revise than I initially thought it would (more than several scenes are extremely tough to write). Since I first wrote/posted the main character's character sketch, some stuff has been cut out while other things have changed completely, like the title. (I felt the working title was too commonplace and easily forgettable). I don't feel the need to edit
OcInteractionOcInteraction by *EbonyxKitsune
Glass: Bruine suiker, bruine suiker, wordt wakker! *cries frantically, pounding on an apartment door. A dirty looking periwinkle colored filly appears from around the corner*
Dusty: I'm sorry miss pony...but the pony who lives there left earlier with a dark purple Pegasus earlier...I saw her. I'm afraid she isn't home.
Glass: *frowns* Dark purple...EBONY! Thank you! *she nods to the little orphan and is off*
Ebony: So...Daydreamer, this is Brown Sugar...you guys met before, right?
Brown Sugar: *quietly* Y-yes...hello again.
Daydreamer: Yeah, hey...I'm not gonna be hanging out if it's all the same to you guys, I've got some studying to do.
Ebony: Studying? For what?
Daydreamer: You know I'm trying to do research on the whole white magic thing.
Brown Sugar: *blinks* Magic? But, you are Pegasus...you cannot do magic, only unicorn can...r-right?
Daydreamer: Well, it's not like MAGIC magic...it's like using plants and herbs and so on to make potions for healing purposes and
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