I had a boyfriend who told me I’d never succeed, never be nominated for a Grammy, never have a hit song, and that he hoped I’d fail. I said to him, ‘Someday, when we’re not together, you won’t be able to order a cup of coffee at the fucking deli without hearing or seeing me.
This is Millicent Gaika. She is a 30-year-old South African woman who was tied up, beaten, strangled, tortured and raped for five hours.
Why was she battered and rape? She is victim of a practice called corrective rape, a term that describes the process of men raping women who claim to be lesbians until they have been turned straight. Such a practice is particularly popular in South Africa, and of course, homosexuality cannot be ‘cured,’ and Millicent is not the first woman who was victimized. The most vicious form of torture a woman can experience in South Africa for being a lesbian is having her genitals mutliated by sharp objects. 24 out of 25 men who are accused of doing such crimes walk free. More than 500 corrective rapes are reported each year, and more than 30 South African lesbians have been murdered because of their sexuality over the past decade.
There is a petition that is aiming to expose these crimes in South Africa. The mission is to get police to be more responsive to the corrective rapes and charge reasonable fines to the men performing these rapes. Sign the petition here. It only takes a name and an address. That’s all. Please sign it.
And I’m not usually the person to say it, but please reblog this. Please get the message out there that this is happening out there in the world. Please.
it doesn’t matter how you fall or how much you’ve been hurt.
what really matters here is how fast you can pick yourself up, brush off the dirt and move on.
(Source: icanread)
Clever Company Name of the Day: If you don’t get the reference, take a moment to congratulate yourself on being the luckiest man/woman/child alive and proceed immediately to a computer-less Alternate Universe so that you don’t run the risk of ever getting it.
[eatliver.]
Epic.
(Source: thedailywhat)
A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
And you taught me what this feels like.
And then how it feels to lose it.
And you showed me who I wanted.
And then who I wasn’t.
And you ticked every box.
And then drew a line.
And you weren’t mine to begin with.
And then not to end with.
And you looked like everything I wanted.
And then became something I hated.
And you get thought of every day.
And then not in a good way.
And you let me leave.
And then wish I’d stayed.
And you almost killed me.
But I didn’t die.
Feelings like disappointment, embarrassment, irritation, anger, jealousy, and fear, Instead of being bad news, are actually very clear moments that teach us where it is that we are holding back…
…Usually, we think that brave people have no fear. The truth is that they are intimate with fear.
Cry a river, build a bridge, and get over it.
The truth behind glass mountains..
This isn’t torture.
Torture happens in small, dark rooms in countries with names you struggle to spell.
This is just mildly unpleasant.
This isn’t heroism.
Heroism happens in churches that are also schools, performed by teachers with no names and no place to stay.
This is just a good deed for the day.
This isn’t loss.
Loss happens on fields filled with poppies, in hospitals buzzing with flies, in distant deserts and late at night when there’s no good reason for the phone to ring.
This is just longing.
This isn’t important.
Important happens on bended knees and is breathed on last breaths with hands clutched tight, hearts tighter.
This is just a distraction.
(via I wrote this for you)


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Clever Company Name of the Day: If you don’t get the reference, take a moment to congratulate yourself on being the luckiest man/woman/child alive and proceed immediately to a computer-less Alternate Universe so that you don’t run the risk of ever getting it.
[eatliver.]
Epic.](http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbxr4nSPuL1qzpwi0o1_400.jpg)

