running with scissors

ex fundie. sober raver. rudimentary poet. she/they.

[running with scissors @jyssika17]

(to the tune of “we are charlie kirk”) why does my tummy hurt???

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wtf even is my last name. i don’t know her.

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I wonder if me and one of my homegirls got exposed to the same mold spores and that’s why we are the way that we are.

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If you’re at electric forest rn that should be me.

[Kalshi @Kalshi]

JUST IN: Texas becomes first state to require students to read the Bible

[27. @dimvji]

i need to forgive myself for everything by this weekend so i can start fixing my life next week

[Charli @charli_xcx]

facts

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I think life is all about sharing pretty rainbows with each other.

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Leaving comments on therapists insta reels bc actual therapy is unattainable lol.

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I heard “no broke boys, no new friends” a year ago and took that shit LITERALLY.

[stew garlic @strwberryvape]

twitter is the website for if you're just someone's weird sister

[Tanisha Long @Tanishaevonne]

You can't reform an agency that would rather see a baby dead than in stolen diapers.

ACAB.

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“Some things can only be seen through eyes that are crying.” NBA commentator rn.

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why is “pills n potions” by nikki makin me cry rn

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Just asked Reddit “is it normal to weep uncontrollably during certain yoga stretches” bc wtf was that?!?!?!

Stress really is stored in the hips, damn. If I wasn’t a believer before I am now.

[helen @helen]

he’s sitting in his discomfort and interrogating whether his actions were worth the consequences… a great many of u could take notes

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The worst person you know is telling themself “it’s never too late to start over”

[Jenson Puffin ہائدی 🐦‍⬛ @MissOoo1g]

Marie Antoinette lost her head for less

[running with scissors @jyssika17]

@alibrooke4ever Time still went on and we still grew up so idk what these people are going on about “23 year old brains in approaching 30 year old bodies” they gotta stfu and take some accountability, in general lol.

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

In 1965, a 17-year-old girl in Sicily was kidnapped, assaulted, and held captive for over a week.

Then her attacker offered her a deal:

Marry him, and everything would be “forgiven.”

At the time, Italian law allowed rapists to avoid punishment if they married their victims.

It was called “reparatory marriage.”

The logic was horrifying:

A woman’s “honor” mattered more than her consent.

If she married the man who violated her, her reputation could supposedly be restored — and the rapist could walk free.

Most women had no real choice.

Families pressured them.
Communities expected obedience.
The law itself encouraged silence.

But Franca Viola said no.

At 17 years old, traumatized and publicly shamed, she refused to marry the man who assaulted her.

That single word changed Italy forever.

Her decision sparked outrage in her town.

Neighbors turned against her family.
Their vineyards and olive groves were burned in retaliation.

But Franca’s father stood beside her and supported her decision to press charges.

In 1966, Franca testified publicly against her attacker in court.

At a time when most victims were expected to stay silent forever, she spoke openly in front of the entire country.

Italy watched in shock.

Her attacker, Filippo Melodia, was convicted and sentenced to prison.

For the first time in Italian history, a woman had publicly rejected “reparatory marriage” and won.

The case became international news.

But the law itself still remained.

For another 15 years, rapists in Italy could technically still escape punishment by marrying their victims.

Then finally, in 1981, Italy abolished the law completely.

And many activists pointed to Franca Viola as the moment the country first began confronting the cruelty of that system.

Years later, Franca married a childhood friend who had stood beside her through everything.

Not because she needed her “honor restored.”

But because she deserved love, dignity, and a life defined by her own choices.

That’s why her story still matters.

Franca Viola wasn’t just resisting one man.

She was resisting an entire culture that treated women’s suffering as something to hide rather than something to fight.

At 17 years old, she stood against her attacker, her community, and even the law itself.

And eventually, the law changed.

Sometimes history moves because powerful people decide to act.

And sometimes history moves because one terrified teenager quietly refuses to surrender.