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Demanon Yssup

  1. Facebook Post

    I posted this on my facebook. If this goes through and gets into the public record, I will be able to use her name while sharing my narrative in the future.

    **TW; rape, sexual assault, victim shaming/blaming**

    A year and a half ago, I was in a relationship with a woman I had deeply loved and trusted. Four months later, I was raped by her. I was repeatedly abused during the span of our 8 month long relationship. I was continuously harassed afterwards.

    I publicly outed her, was extremely vocal and had gone to the police. This woman responded with a very public dismissal that I was not only hurt over a bad breakup, but that my being 20 years younger meant that I was inexperienced in both relationships and in dealing with rejection. That I was over-reacting, exaggerating and lashing out because I was already broken.

    People believed her.

    I was raped, assaulted, starved, harassed, cyber stalked, emotionally abused and forcibly confined multiple times. And she got away with this. The community, THIS community, not only failed to step up and hold her accountable when the police didn’t; but some people went so far as to proactively protect, support and promote this woman. I no longer can believe in “inclusive”, “sex-positive” and “safe space” events and locations.

    I am not going to reveal her name online. I’ve been successfully scared and threatened. I no longer have the energy nor the will to go into details online again.

    "Our" community seems to have little resistance in expressing outrage and demanding accountability for men who rape and rape culture. I, as well as other victims, have yet to see this kind of call for accountability within our own community. The community has a lot of work to do. And needs to do it without farther traumatizing, ostracizing and silencing victims of sexual assault.

    So why would I be mentioning this again? Why am I opening myself for another backlash? Another round of “so much lesbian drama”; another round of “You can easily find another girlfriend.”; another round of “I don’t understand. Women can’t rape. You must be having separation anxiety”. Why?

    This woman has, yet again, done this to other women. Other womEn. As in PLURAL.

    It’s been a year since I’ve outed her. This is fucking ridiculous and ABSOLUTELY unacceptable.

    I doubt I was the first one. I could’ve been the last one. I should’ve been the last one. I wasn’t.

    Apparently, she is now in jail. I don’t know for how long.


  2. Mid-Month Update; Goals and Plans

    Remember my New Year update? Some of those previous plans and goals for 2014?




  3. Subs, Business, Art and Belated Chinese New Year!

    HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR FOLKS. Or, erm…..more like belated by the time this comes out…

    Am I alive? Yes, I’m alive! Sort of, anyways.



  4. Thinking out Loud (can someone stuff her mouth?): On loving hard and relationships

    Thinking out Loud (can someone stuff her mouth?): On loving hard and relationships

    It’s funny. I never thought I’d get to this point. 

    My love told me and as shocked as I was…I was more stunned by the surge that took hold of my entire body.


  5. ajapop:

    Courtney Trouble X Sinn Sage for Queerporn.tv

    Dir by Ajapop

    Watch full scene: http://queerporn.tv/wp/sinn-sage-and-courtney-trouble

    Can we talk about this? Because Sinn Sage. Zooooooomg.


  6. strugglingtobeheard:


     Passion Jonesz wearing “Swimsuits For All”

    THAT TOP ONE IS MY DREAM SUIT THO!!!!… too bad S4A is fuckin’ expensive, even with all the free money they be throwin at me lately…

    yo immr honest and say i yelled oh shit. just too much beauty and wonder for me

    Can I have the first and second, please and thank you?

    (元記事: planetofthickbeautifulwomen (this-is-hard-femmeから))


  7. nuestrahermana:


    life is like, set up to humiliate the fuck out of us and our oppression, depression, anxieties, perfectionism/procrastination, and love. it’s mind blowing that we are still here.

    seriously. all this. then I think damn, some of us literally escape death like at least once…. Amazing. I am grateful to be alive and to just be… regardless of how hard it is. 

    For me making it through the year barely alive! And for all of those insanely close to my heart who’ve survived yet through another year. To all those amazing ones who made it, and to those incredible ones who took another path.


  8. paradoxicalsentiments:

    Truisms and Inflammatory Essays by Jenny Holzer. American

    This is a sampling of Holzer’s early work, where she printed out the above and plastered them all over NYC in the late 1980’s and early 1990’s. Unlike her current work, these were never intended to be museum pieces, but displayed in the public sphere. Also they were not produced to become permanent pieces of art. 

    (元記事: zeusammon (bellfieldsから))


  9. "Imagine you’re at a party. A guy offers you a drink. You say no. He says “Come on, one drink!” You say “no thanks.” Later, he brings you a soda. “I know you said you didn’t want a drink, but I was getting one for myself and you looked thirsty.” For you to refuse at this point makes you the asshole. He’s just being nice, right? Predators use the social contract and our own good hearts and fear of being rude against us. If you drink the drink, you’re teaching him that it just takes a little persistence on his part to overcome your “no.” If you say “Really, I appreciate it, but no thanks” and put the drink down and walk away from it, you’re the one who looks rude in that moment. But the fact is, you didn’t ask for the drink and you don’t want the drink and you don’t have to drink it just to make some guy feel validated."

    (via b0mbshell101)

    Reblogged for point that predators use the social contract and our own good hearts and fear of being rude against us.

    (元記事: heavenearthandhoratio (vivacieuxから))


  10. Venting Piece; Holigay Fun

    *TW: rape, eating dis/order, suicide*

    Oooonce again I write a ranting/venting piece that will have to be re-written later. And yeah.

    So. A lot of things happened this holiday (hello escapism, ranting and alcohol — because everyone needs that super awkward moment with your ex where you’re told “oh, so YOU’RE—……have you considered moving your bed or maybe gags?” by the neighbours or that super awkward moment with your ex when you fall asleep all entwined and wake up to their child somehow squished in between us. Not that that happened or anything, because who has delightfully uncomplicated complicated-to-explain queer relationships ever? Ugh).

    Thing I need to process/rant/really-vent-because-oh-my-god about publicly? Fat shaming circa body policing.