Like an eye roll.
We don’t speak. Thumbs to jaws. Mouth to mouth. Heartbeat to heartbeat. In sync. There isn’t a sound in the room except the words to songs I don’t know reverberating through my core.
And why do we attract the unavailable ones, with horseshit in their teeth?
The most ignorant members of society call this type of woman “damaged.” But she is the most powerful type of woman there is. The so-called “damaged” woman doesn’t sign up for the hardships of her journey – but she plays the hell out of the cards she’s been dealt.
She’ll leave when she’s finally had enough. And when she walks away, she’ll walk away for good.
I will choose you,
because I do not see another choice
that ends as beautifully.
Not another choice I would rather make.
I just can’t understand how something without a label, how a thing that was never a thing, could seep into my veins; how it could make me feel so much, yet never good enough.
The world made cages out of their spirits, their bodies, their hearts —
So that invisible girls could never learn the power of their visibility.
You can’t call yourself a horror fan if you haven’t read any of Lovecraft’s work.
These women may be browbeaten, bullied, shamed, criticized, disempowered in many ways, by many different people – but one thing they all have in common is their ability to rise again from the ashes of their adversity.