Thought.is

The idea that a girl might possibly enjoy sex wasn’t a concept that was ever spoken about in the secondary school playground; it was always reluctantly avoided within the awkward walls that hosted those dreadful sex-ed classes.

Looking back at the happiest times in my life, none of them involved social media.

No court. No charges. No solution. In that moment, my university decided that standing for student athletes was more valuable than standing for the victim.

We should worry about not finding the efficient cure for mental disease.

I craved the satisfaction from guys who were so below my standards that I look back in utter disbelief at my actions.

There is definitely something chemical happening to me.

She put her hand on my shoulder and told me I was going to be okay. That really surprised me.

Never settle for late night messages.
Never settle for ecstatic highs and devastating lows. With nothing in between.