how dare girls decide they want to wear tank tops in class! just because they don't want to feel like they're on fire or don't want to become a complete sweaty mess! who do they think they are? just because it's twenty fucking fifteen doesn't mean you can go about flashing your SHOULDERS of all things!

what's that? girls have breasts? obviously girls need to be educated on the fact that boys have no self control and if they were to see even the slightest curve of some girl's chest, they would turn into wild apes. and besides, aren't girls aware that even the slightest hints of cleavage can make someone go blind? outrageous, how could girls be so selfish!

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fuck the creepy teacher that told me my shoulders are too provocative- "no girls are allowed to wear tank tops in school, the revealed skin could easily distract others"

easily distract who? easily distract what? your toothpick-sized penis? the same penis that already has a hard enough time getting up?

why should I be the one that's in trouble when seventeen year old boys can't differentiate between yes or no?

why is the high school quarterback still the star of the football team when he's raped girls before? (probably because A. "her clothes were too sexy and revealing, she obviously wanted it", B. "she didn't say anything so I thought it was okay", C. "even though she was really drunk, she still said yes", D. all of the above)

why do guys get away with wearing clothing along the lines of "shut it or suck it" with an arrow pointing down to their crotch or the fucking bullshit run-on joke, "cool story babe, now go make me a sandwich"? (newsflash: I'm not your babe, I'm not getting you a sandwich, and that joke was never funny you, misogynistic ass.) yet girls are continuously punished for showing off their shoulders?

I might as well never fucking show my ankles again either if my shoulders are too provocative.

It takes 24 minutes exactly to have a best friend of eleven years break up with you and the pieces of writing you thought glorious, get roundly rejected. Both things out of fucking left field. Curse words don't eviscerate like I want them to right now, so I'm resorting to adjectives. Surly silent passive-agressive haughty affected know-it-all assuming worst diva elitist perpetual superior lost useless.

*beware of rant*

Okay so you do you know what an OTP is? It's an acronym for "One True Pair" or specific people you /want/ to get together.

So my problem here is this:

In the series I read recently, a character came out as gay. He was forced to give in to his emotions and tell his friend Jason about his feelings for Percy (the main character) by Cupid, a roman god of love. He had had a crush on Percy for /12 books/ (keep that in mind through the rest of this) TWELVE BOOKS. That's a long time to like someone, but the problem is, Percy has a girlfriend named Annabeth and they're really close. But that doesn't stop me from wanting Percy and Nico to get together and do the unmentionables. They're ship name is Percico, and a quite a few people /LIKED/ it and wanted them to get together.

But in the last book, he meets this guy named Will. He was in the book for TWENTY PAGES TOTAL AND THE AUTHOR MADE NICO FALL IN LOVE WITH HIS RATCHET ASS. They met /IN THE MIDDLE OF A BATTLE FOR THE END OF THE WORLD/ and the author thought this was a great GREAT TIME to MAKE HIM FALL IN LOVE WITH A NEW PERSON.

So you can see, this made me slightly angry. BUT IT GETS WORSE. Nico goes up to Percy and is a MAJOR DOUCHEBANANA AND FREAKIN TELLS HIM "oh I used to have a crush on you but not any longer. Haha I hate you" AND IT MADE ME MAD FOR GOOD REASONS.

But just wait. IT GETS BETTER. /almost everybody likes will and nico together/ everyone dropped Percico and WENT FOR THIS LOAD OF CRAP BASED OFF OF 3 CONVERSATIONS. /THREE CONVERSATIONS VERSUS TWELVE BOOKS DAMMIT/

*rant over*

There are certain words that crawl under my skin. For example: sneaked. Yes I know that is the "correct" version. But snuck sounds better. So stop changing it to sneaked!!!!!!! I hate it. I don't care if it's "proper" grammar. I sneaked in sounds weird and clunky. Maybe it is just me?!?!?!! But I snuck in.

Bitch

I eat people

No pun included

You think I do this for fun

I rip and I run

I sip and I'm done

Taking pieces like malt liquor

It tastes good

And it sure lasts longer than glass

It's only me and my lonely teeth

Darker than brass

Stuck in a porcelain hood

Don't tell me what to do

I do what heart told me I should

The tears feel so wrong

But the hunger feels so right

Fuck,

I take what I get

And then I give it a light

Chuck

I want my pain in peace

So if you ain't got a smoke

I don't want it

Ok so I went to an after school thing in Manhattan, and it was like a prison. They would constantly make us stand up and sit down and stand up and sit down and stand up and sit down and stand up and sit down and stand up and sit down and stand up and sit down....

So yeah. A class from hell. And it was supposed to be about youth development. Talk about false advertising. The girls would keep talk bad to the teacher and they would keep rambling and rambling and rambling and rambling and rambling and rambling and rambling and rambling and rambling and rambling...yeah I think you get my point.