Jotaro: What Do You Have?

You don't want none pizza left beef??

I have this reoccurring nightmare where I order an extra cheesy pizza and I end up with THAT one instead. You know the one. Worst dream I've ever had, I hate-order ten pizzas every time I have it.

Tragedy enjoyers when characters haunt the narrative, when nothing can be done to save them, when small moments of respite and happiness only serve to send them closer to their inevitable end

Hey let’s not lie to ourselves and act like the shit with Elon is funny even in a way where it’s ironic. He genuinely doesn’t follow any societal rules and lives like a godking this isn’t a laughing matter and don’t let him think it is. This is some seriously dark shit and we need to kill him. If you kill him I’ll slop you good

To put it another way… the guy who commissioned ahegao Mufasa got exactly that: Mufasa drawn in a perfect imitation of the Lion King style doing an ahegao face. The guy who paid for the NFT asked for “a piece of art no one could ever replicate because I’m a very special boy and also I don’t care how bad this is for the environment” and got an ahegao lion. He’s not even into that, that we know of, and if he is, I bet it would have been much cheaper to just commission the Mufasa artist instead. It’s clear who’s the winner here.

TRIGGER WARNING!!!! SA, Depression, self injurious behavior, suicidal tendencies

The hardest part of living with sexual assault is having to continue living. Countless weeks I've spent, fake smiles, pretending everything was normal while I crumbled inside. I've spent every waking moment haunted, feeling unclean, because of the actions a man took once he decided that I owed him my body.

I thought it got easier. It did for a few months. And now I'm back at the campus where it happened. My heart aches everytime I step foot on the sidewalk. I avert my eyes from 2 buildings, where two different men took something that wasnt theirs, something I didnt give them. Their selfish actions did this.

Sometimes all I want to do is scream. I want to scream in the middle of campus what unspeakable things these men have done to me. What they have done to others. Instead I bite my tongue, and duck my head as I continue to walk to class.

The only safe haven on campus is my professor's offices. I've spent many hours sobbing there, receiving advice on work and studying. Now I sob the for a different reason. And now my professors gently gesture for me to enter their office, offering words of comfort and support.

One had a story very similar to mine. On the same campus she was raped, 19, a virgin. I was 18 and 19. She is my hope for the future, my hope that it gets better, my hope for a PhD, because she did it.

I feel sick, everytime I look at something that reminds me of them. I cant be in red lighting. I cant play certain games. I cant hold my boyfriend because I'm afraid of his hands, so gentle and kind, because of the cruel hands of another.

I feel a lot of things. Anger, at them for believing they had the right to do this, and at the world for letting this happen. Angry for trusting them. Angry at them for using me as a plaything, disregarding my humanity. Sorrow for the loss of my innocence, and for all the pieces of myself I lost.

Sometimes I feel like I'm shards of myself stuck in my old body. In reality, I should be fragmented, broken, but instead I stand, eyes down, hiding my broken pieces, and posing as someone who isn't hurting.

I want to say this because it happened to me. I want to say this because it's real. I want to say this because it can happen to others. I'm sick of staying quiet and allowing my rapists to ultimately win as I break down and get swept away by the wind. I am more than a statistic. No means no. Being pushed, pressured, or coerced into saying yes means no. Being inebriated means no.

Please stay safe. Always travel in groups. Let your friends know where you are at and with whom.

(I know Prosciutto could've used Grateful Dead but sssssssshhhhhhh maybe in this universe they don't know Gio has a Stand or something)

(but actually i just wanted to give ham man a snek gun)

Actually, amab non binary people are super cool and hot and they can do whatever the fuck they want.

Working in a university is wild because in the same shift I can go from grading student papers to literally transcribing journal entries about a man's sexual experiences from the 1700s (literally its just bad, fuck that guy).

cowboys were a sort of itinerant warrior class common in meiji-era texas

kirishima WAS the first brick at stonewall