I’ve been receiving calls from incredibly disgruntled boys.
Some have been nice (with seriously aggressive undertones), and some have been just straight up nasty. I am determined however to stay firmly on the road i have paved.
If people are so ashamed of what they have done, how they have treated a woman, and that they are connected to me, they should have thought about that before. They should have thought about that before they kissed me- they should have thought about that before they entered me. Sorry boys- that is the point of this.
So I will black out your faces. Congratulations- you have asserted your control…you are still a man!
So what does that make me? My friend just became incredibly aggressive at the notion that a feminist is a man hater (I actually believe that this is true because the word has been polluted so profoundly), but in movements towards reclaiming the word, I am calling myself one. I am a feminist. And as a feminist (and just a good person really) I believe if you hurt someone- If you are someones life in a certain way- you need to take responsibility… A man is as responsible as a woman. It’s not a preach about equality (although feminism is joked about in the same way that people still joke about the Jews, or Africans…etc, so the undertones are still there), it is about the feeling that as a woman, I don’t want to feel like I’m doing wrong for expressing my sexuality and thoughts on thus.
So boys- think of this as a creative pregnancy. I am carrying the experiences you have ejaculated into me…and I know I wouldn’t have been stupid enough to come close to a pro-life extremist…would I?
Now, as for your faces. I will black them out. I’ll do that for those of you who can’t deal with it, but I know the real reasons…and they are not related to self-preservation and public image. I hope you have fun rocking your chutzpah to sleep tonight…me, I’m sleeping alone.