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This is an email my girlfriend sent to The Mann after her experience at their venue last night during the Brand New show.

To whoever may read this email,
My name is Madison Cahill. I am 17 years old and I’m currently living in Newark, DE. I attended the Brand New concert last night, at your skyline stage. Your venue is absolutely gorgeous, to say the least. But that will never make up for my experience. Brand New is my boyfriend and I’s favorite band, ever. We got there at 4:30 for their 7:30 show. We stood and waited for our close to front spot. Through out the wait, I had constant smoke blown into my face, beer spit on me, and even bottles thrown at me. But that was never the worst part. Brand New finally came on at 9 and my excitement was high, only for my night to take a dramatic turn. When they came on everyone was pushed so far up, I felt as though my lungs we’re to burst. I’m a constant concert goer and can usually hold my own but it was far too much. Thirty seconds in and we decided we have to get out before I suffer from an anxiety attack, which I’m prone to. The crowd was not letting us exit, and we got pushed every directions and I lost my boyfriend. Soon i was taken by the waist and brought in by a guy, who has to have been 25. I screamed at him that I’m trying to get out. He felt up my breast and then continued his way down, unbuttoning my pants. And I will not get into detail. I fought my way away from him and the crowd. Then your staff, when I was trying to tell them what happened, I was told to get the fuck out and that I was drunk, and I that he didn’t fucking care that there was a gate up. I had to jump the fence to get away. And then was told by another staff member that I needed to quit my crying and stop being a little bitch. I eventually found my boyfriend. Sat on the hill, crying until I felt okay to drive home. What was supposed to be the best night, turned into one of the worst. I will never be able to listen to my favorite band without having the memory of last night. Although there is nothing you can do to make up for what happened, the soul purpose of me writing this is to get you aware of the situation and not let your staff allow another fucking 17 year old girl get molested, and treated the way I did. I will never go to the Mann again, and will be spreading the word about my experience; as well as filing a police report.

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“Every girl is expected to have caucasian blue eyes, full Spanish lips, a classic button nose, hairless Asian skin with a California tan, a Jamaican dance hall ass, long Swedish legs, small Japanese feet, the abs of a lesbian gym owner, the hips of a nine-year-old boy, the arms of Michelle Obama and doll tits. This is why everyone is struggling.” 
-Tina Fey


im not crying there’s just overpriced college education in my eye

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I love you doesn’t mean a fucking thing if you spit it down the throat of every girl who makes you feel less dead


P.S. The real world isn’t going to accommodate you and your “comfort.” When you get off Tumblr, there aren’t any trigger warnings. Wearing a nametag with your “gender identity” on it would be absolutely laughable. You’ll have to learn to be an adult and deal with people without being psychotic and wishing death on them.

So are you saying people are assholes so we shouldn’t be nice & accepting on tumblr? Bc I thought we could use this site as a platform for positive change that we could transform into the real world. Silly me.

I haven’t seen too many extremely skinny girls with blood running down their wrists in the “real world.” I haven’t seen many pencil sharpeners with the razors taken out, massive collections of bloody razors, bandaids, and pills, or people talking about how good it feels to cut in the “real world.” The “real world” can absolutely be triggering, but often, in a different way. Using a box cutter at my job, for example, doesn’t really bother me, but the black and white picture of that box cutter with blood on it posted here probably will. If you can’t take two seconds out of your day to type tw in your tags because you “won’t accommodate” another human being, you might want to take a look at yourself. If teaching people a lesson is more important than preventing them from toxic behaviors, you might just want to reevaluate your priorities.

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i saw this on the lighthouse


tumblr kinda forces u to get educated on things bc otherwise u wont be able to participate in or understand dash topics

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"Who gives a shit if you don’t finish college. Who gives a shit if you marry young. Who gives a shit if you say ‘fuck the world’ and go against everything your parents want. Do what makes YOU happy. And don’t you dare give a shit about what anybody else thinks."

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