ProjectNoMeansNo

I met him at the bar. He was fun. Had blue eyes, a great conversationist, good kisser too. I got a bit tipsy. He wanted to do more than kissing. I told him I wanted to call it a night and left, planning to hail a taxi outside. I didn't know he'd followed me out. He pulled me to the deserted angle of the building, one hand over my mouth. He kissed me forcefully. He pulled my mini skirt up and felt between my thighs while I kept struggling. He f**gered me. He blamed me for reacting to it, calling me derogatory names. 
          
          I cried. 
          
          I yelled. I said NO. I begged. I pleaded.
          
          He said I reacted to it and therefore I wanted it. He kissed me some more. I struggled for help and screamed some more even when he hit my cheek. Someone passing by spotted us and hollered. He released me and dashed into the night. 
          
          I cried. I screamed. I couldn't eat or talk to anyone for days. I kept saying it was my fault. But I realized it wasn't. I didn't give him consent. I told him no. I struggled, I screamed, I cried. 
          
          It wasn't my fault. 
          
          It's been three months and I keep telling myself it wasn't my fault. 
          
          ~Heph❤️

Hello.
          I tried to click on the link to become an admin, it isn't working.

Love your cause! Have a great day/night

Hey dear. Whatever it is, you aren't alone. I'm here and it's gonna be okay. We'll work things out. ❤❤❤
          
          ~Hephzibah

 ‘I wish I could tell my sister that she’s not dirty and that she should not feel any shame for something that she literally was not responsible for.’ - Viola Davis
          
          ~Heph❤❤

Hello everyone! I'm happy to announce that we'll be posting soon on the interview book. I'll keep you updated, regardless.
          
          ~Hephzibah
          
          

You inspired this account, Thank you!

          Lady Gaga: ‘I’ll be damned if somebody’s gonna say that every creatively intelligent thing I ever did is all boiled down to one d*ckhead that did that to me.’
          
          
          What he did doesn't define you. What she did doesn't define you. What they did definitely does not define you. We can pull through this together. Stop beating yourself up.
          
          
          ~Hephzibah

          Viola Davis: —‘I wish I could tell my sister that she’s not dirty and that she should not feel any shame for something that she literally was not responsible for.' and I'm telling you now that you don't have to feel ashamed because something you didn't want was forced upon you.
          
          
          ~Hephzibah

‘There remains what seems like an impenetrable wall of silence around violence and we must all play a role in breaking this silence.’ — Anonymous
          
          We must put an end to it!
          
          ~Hephzibah