That’s it. That’s the whole government.
I’m not like other girls!XD
I only have guy friends. I mean all girls do is start drama.
Oh my god, i hate sluts!
Other girls my age like to drink and party but i like to stay inside and read or watch netflix! I’m so weird.
All the girls in my school care about is makeup and shopping and all i care about is FOOD and VIDEO GAMES. lol sometimes i think i was born a guy.
I realize that it is not useful to allow something as patently deranged as this to have continuing emotional currency in my brain, but what can u do. Not even touching the mind-blowing Personal Brand stuff I keep thinking about this sentence in particular.
WUH-HUH-WHOO-HUHHH-HOO [INSANE WOODY WOODPECKER LAUGHTER??????] DOZENS OF MEN AFRAID…..OF THE WHAT NOW? Literally 95% of the women I know, possibly 100% but there are 5% who have not mentioned it (either way it adds up to literally dozens of women) have at some point in their lives been sincerely afraid that they would die because a dude would kill them. Physically would kill them and end their lives and they would never talk to their best friend again or eat a sandwich or sing along to the radio because they would be dead. Probably half of those women were just walking down the street or riding a bus, but, sure, probably half of us were afraid we would die “simply for having sex or making out or having e-flirtations.”
And. AND!!!! I would be willing to bet money every single one of us had at least a flash of self-recrimination during that period of wondering if we were going to die. Should I not have worn this/worn that/taken this bus/left that party early/stayed at this party/kissed that guy/said I didn’t want to kiss that guy/dated this guy for several years? What did I do wrong? What did I do wrong to make myself responsible for my own death which is maybe about to happen because I am a dumb bitch probably.
Like, I am super sorry that literally dozens of men are afraid that someone will start a mean hashtag about them on twitter. I am super sorry that literally 10+ men of Juliet Escoria’s acquaintance have to spend 3 fearful minutes of their very busy day wondering “Gosh, does that time I fucked a girl who clearly didn’t want to be fucked count ?????? ????? ?????? AS RAPE??????????" and then decide that it doesn’t. "DOZENS OF MEN AFRAID OF BEING ACCUSED OF SOMETHING," blares the headline of the fucking New York Times, amirite???? Jesus H. Shit The Bed Christ, that must be tough. That must be a really bad time for them.