Shouldn’t our automatic response as a society be to commend and praise the young woman for defending herself against a predator? Shouldn’t the headlines say more about how a random man grabbed her and how THIS behaviour is unacceptable?
“My mom takes pictures of every single food we eat and then has to tell her friends about it and by the time she’s done dinner is already gone!”
Body image. Two little words that spark so many thoughts and emotions to absolutely anyone who hears them. Some days you wake up feeling like the hottest person in the world.
We’re queer above all, like it or not.
We are all conditioned. Trump is just honest, vocal about it. Yet we continue to gasp in shock when we hear what Trump says about immigrants, women, but we are really gasping at our own selves, and the prejudices that lurk within us, though manifested differently in each of us.
I’m sorry that everyone around you has bought into the lies, that they speak them as truths and use them as a compass to guide them, a manual on how to see and treat others.
Screw you, twisted society.
I refuse to forget because I want to remember.
You can’t silence, or bruise, or blind me,
can’t rape my spirit or take my name.
What’s the point of contouring if it’s just going to drip down my face? On those days where the humidity is booming and the sun is shining, I look like a parody YouTube makeup tutorial.
But what really happens with lists and organization, as we all know, is that they create borders and restrictions for us mentally.
We collectively and unconsciously created him and now we blame him for our sins.