Harlan Coben is one of the best mystery writers in the genre imo. The plot twists in his books are so unreal and I mean that in the best way possible! I never see them coming.
men’s insistence that they should be allowed to stare at women with impunity simply because we have the audacity to exist near them with breasts and asses and legs is a pretty basic facet of rape culture, wherein our bodies are assumed to be perpetually available to them to leer at, touch, or comment on.
At this point the ingroup has already determined that:
1. Autism is the enemy.
2. People with Autism are ‘absent’, ‘stolen’, ‘soulless’ and otherwise subhuman.
3. Autism makes people dangerous.
4. Anyone with Autism who denies that Autism is the enemy is also the enemy.
5. Autism can “get you”, any time, any where, any one- it must be stopped.
6. Autism must be eradicated, by any means necessary.
And, in its twisted logic, the conclusion is clear: the life of a person with Autism is not equivalent to the life of a person who does not have it. How, then, is it difficult for them to conclude that:
7. Violence towards those with Autism, in the efforts of eradicating Autism, is justifiable.
And just like that, the moral paradigm has shifted, and what would have been considered horrific under any other circumstance is considered completely “understandable”. http://autismorsomethinglikeit.blogspot.co.uk/2014/02/violence-and-autism-moral-justification.html (via autisticfandomthings)
I’ve been running around since this morning, and now it is finally pajama time. There are really very few things better than pajama time at the end of a long, eventful day.
it’s not your job to entertain him by sending him nudes
it’s not your job to satisfy him sexually because he’s horny
you are not required to do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable or that you don’t want to do
don’t be scared of “loosing him”
he most likely wasn’t anything worth keeping
shout out to all the people who are content with mediocrity. for real, fuck this weird “everyone is gonna be an earth-shaker” stressful shit they push on you before you’re even out of the womb. give me stability, a sense of belonging, rootedness. i don’t need fame and fortune.