"Be concious of the subliminal messages you send. We communicate volumes without saying a word, through our body language, tone of voice and so on. Although it is unfair that the onus is on women to worry about how men may misinterpret these signals, they need to accept that it is an unfortunate fact of life. 'If a girl dresses a certain way,' says Dr. Margaret Blythe, 'there's this idea that she is 'asking for it.' She 'wants it.'" (GREYDANUS, DONALD E. CARING FOR YOUR TEENAGER) that isnt cited correctly and idontgiveafuck. i will not accept the idea that me walking down the street with my stomach showing or wearing tall shoes with a skirt is asking to get raped, taken advantage of, used, or sexually harassed. thats disgusting, and if that is a fact of life, then that is just one more way this world is fucked up. if its hot outside and i want to wear a tanktop im not yelling FUCKMEFUCKMEIWANTTOBETAKENADVANTAGEOF maybe ill just move to some remote place in another country where most people dont live, and there is a lot of beautiful natural places, and ill be able to walk around in a thong and a bra if i want to without getting harassed. yesm. becuase im not going to wear baggy pants and a baggy shirt all the time. mwahahhaha...its my stomach!! does that send anyone signals that i want you to rape me?!?!? how about sexual harrasment?!?!? __________________________________ i think ive changed...its strange, a big part of me now would rather walk through a mature forest than walk on the beach. i dont know why. and you know, ive been actually happier since i made that decision. THE decision. i need to get more sleep, and take less caffiene. i dont want more memory loss. i wish the area i lived in was more beautiful... ____________ march 24th well, you see, thats the thing. it WOULD be rape, because the whole point of this entry is that the man would THINK i "wanted" it for baring my stomach, or other things. but i really wouldnt. i dont know who the fuck illtakeit is, but i think im wishing scott would let us block people from reading our diaries.