I'm at a party. People start comparing victim stories. Comparing's a nice word. Dick-sizing, really. Girl with fringe speaks up. "I was raped, sure, but frankly, the only time I feel abused is when motherfuckers like you use it to pretend you give a shit about me." I don't recall the rest verbatim, but something along the lines of 'if you want to support me, support me now, not some abstracted event you cannot pretend to comprehend, even if you went through something similar.' I'm down with that.
Whenever I make the list of my own victim scenarios, I watch the reactions. If people are "well, you seem sweet with it." then I know we can get along. If they weep and moan, I poop on them.
Everybody's had their years to taste the rainbow. What's important is the pictures they paint.
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I'm at a party. People start comparing victim stories. Comparing's a nice word. Dick-sizing, really. Girl with fringe speaks up. "I was raped, sure, but frankly, the only time I feel abused is when motherfuckers like you use it to pretend you give a shit about me." I don't recall the rest verbatim, but something along the lines of 'if you want to support me, support me now, not some abstracted event you cannot pretend to comprehend, even if you went through something similar.' I'm down with that.
Whenever I make the list of my own victim scenarios, I watch the reactions. If people are "well, you seem sweet with it." then I know we can get along. If they weep and moan, I poop on them.
Everybody's had their years to taste the rainbow. What's important is the pictures they paint.
By the way, do you *have* any mescaline?
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