tl;dr: drunk, tattooed slut admits to premeditating a home invasion & assault on her friend with the help of three cucks -- her ex-boyfriend, an assumed-to-be beta male friend, and an assumed-to-be male relative.
>Instead of working within a system that repeatedly fails sexual assault victims, I decided to take justice into my own hands.
>Before he raped me, I considered Sean my friend. I decorated a cake for his birthday. I played my songs for him. He shared his closet-grown weed with me. He giggled as I jumped in a pile of leaves.
>I trusted him.
>And then, two days after Thanksgiving, I asked Sean to accompany me to an all-ages show at the Bug Jar, a bar near my Rochester apartment. Since I was 19 and couldn't drink at the venue, we met at my place to pregame. I drank half a liter of UV Blue in 15 minutes.
>By the time we got to the Bug Jar, I was slurring. Halfway into the first band's set, I could hardly stand up. I told Sean I needed to leave, and he walked me back to my apartment. I offered him my couch, headed for my bedroom, and blacked out.
Story continued in following article:
xojane.com
Was she right in her actions? Were her accomplices morally justified in joining in?
>If you were here "rapist," what would you have done?
(1) drawn your pistol and shot all of them to death
(2) called the police to report a home invasion & assault on your person, resulting in the incarceration of this whore and her three accomplices
(3) just take the punishment because you enjoy it, and ejaculate in your pants as the blows rain down
(4) ...?
>discuss