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LOUD INCOHERENT SCREAMING 

MATT SMITH IS SO NICE AND HE SAID I LOOK COOL AND HE ACTUALLY PUT HIS ARM AROUND ME AND HE DIDNT SAY THE SAME THING TO EVERYONE LIKE KAREN DID AND HE WAS SO NICE AND HE LET PEOPLE HUG HIM AND IM JUST SCREAMING I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

AND IT WAS JUST SO FREAKING AWESOME

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I need feminism; because the bra straps of a twelve year old shouldn’t make a 40 year old married principal with two daughters “uncomfortable”

So am I allowed to walk around adult women who are mothers and grandmothers at work with my cock out or what

in what world is someone’s dick equivalent to a fucking bra strap

tw: sexual harassment

I’m going to tell you a story.

Three years ago, I went to my friends birthday party at a restaurant. I was about 13/14 at the time. Anyway, the place had a dance floor and a live band that day so I went over my friends and started dancing with them. I love dancing, even though I’m rather shit at it. I kind of get into my own world with it and I just love it okay. It’s great. Welll, a really sexual song came on and I didn’t even really pay attention cause why should I? Why should I care when I’m dancing with a huge group of girls to the same song? I’m one of the youngest there too. That’s another thing to note. 

That was when a middle age adult male comes over to me and starts harassing me. Telling me to dance with him, trying to pull me towards him. I’m backing up, I’m terrified, everything feels like it’s spinning and I’m shaking my head. He keeps harassing me and the room goes quiet and my friends are trying to keep away from him until finally someone tells him to back the fuck off.

I go back to the table immediately, literally shaking. I was completely terrified. I was crying, I was shaking, and my friend stayed with me because she was worried about me. That was when I called my mom as she was supposed to be there already. Turns out she hadn’t even left yet. And this place was an hour away from my house. I start outright crying, and a girl there that I didn’t even know that well was so worried about me that she asked her parents to take me home even though I live fifteen minutes out of her way.

And you know what? That was so not okay. An adult male was harassing a youngteenage girl. He felt that it was okay to try and grab onto my arm, and this happened for a while until someone saw how scared I was and told him it wasn’t okay.

It doesn’t matter that I was dancing to a sexual song, it doesn’t matter that I was wearing a skirt. It doesn’t matter how old I look. It’s not fucking okay.

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