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this feeling of rage enters my soul I want to be one of those people I see in the news and irrationally beat up this man it's not even irrational how the **** did men get the agenda that they can touch women get away with it like a kid gets away with food on their face on one it's endearing, on another it's ******* assault we're helpless we're broken down we're defeated we shout into the void, waiting for an answer nothing comes. you learn to **** it up. you learn to avoid that devil's company. you lose faith in humanity.
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Sep 14, 2017
Sep 14, 2017 at 10:39 PM UTC
How dare they
this feeling of rage enters my soul I want to be one of those people I see in the news and irrationally beat up this man it's not even irrational how the **** did men get the agenda that they can touch women get away with it like a kid gets away with food on their face on one it's endearing, on another it's ******* assault we're helpless we're broken down we're defeated we shout into the void, waiting for an answer nothing comes. you learn to **** it up. you learn to avoid that devil's company. you lose faith in humanity.
A person I know recently underwent a certain experience which rattled them, and was clearly assault. Sometimes, you can't just report a person or talk back at them. Society is upsetting.
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Sep 14, 2017
Sep 14, 2017 at 10:39 PM UTC
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