I support all girls
just binge-watched the entire maze runner trilogy
main takeaway: they should’ve kissed
blah blah something something, lace, bows, thigh highs, white, pink, bras :3
i hold hope like the women before me, i hope for my sisters to come have more than i.
my hope born my fear that my daughters will know man’s hate before love, that they will be born knowing their body is owned my man before it’s in their hands.
i’m afraid to teach my sisters and friends how to fight with long nails, or to yell fire not rape.
i don’t want to bring a girl into this world if she is not promised the right to her blood and her bones. i do not plan to comfort my young when a man is not born to love, that the hands that burnt their skin only know how to scar. i will never forgive myself for giving girls the life they do not deserve.
like my mothers and sisters before me, i have hope for the girls after me - i hope they have the chance to own land or the right to the education they deserve. i hope my daughter will be born in a world where she owns her body, and can fight for herself. i hope for the girls born after me will never fear the consequences of being a woman at night, or walking alone.
i hope for my future girls, i hope they will have what i have not. i hope they will know who they are before knowing who a man wants them to be.
love her sm
it’s horrific. awful way to die. either you’re trapped with no chance of being found, air running out, everyone around you suffocating, or the hull is broken and you get turned to jelly by the crushing ocean depths. ik they’re billionaires so it’s very contentious for me. generally i prefer no one dies horrifically. like just as a fellow human being on earth. but i dont think the ultra rich ever extend that mindset to others. climate refugees. and just everything. it feels like something a greek god would do to punish them. it has a certain swagful je ne sais quoi if removed from the human suffering which billionaires have to do philosophically to maintain their positions. very haunting. the hubris of it all. old jalopy metal tube steered by a mad catz controller. to go look at the titanic. which is nothing but a rusted out metal wreck full of fish and silt. btw. the grandiosity of it is completely unrecognizable. one has to wonder what compels ppl to even look at it in the first place. like the prestige of seeing some filthy grown over shell? crazy thing to die for. very textually rich… bad way to die as a human being. great way to die as a narrative about human greed and folly i guess. good job. mission accomplished?
Pause. The casual way baby rolls off his tongue 🙂↕️🙂↕️
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