One Thing About Me; The More Feminist You Are, The Wetter Im Gonna Get

One thing about me; the more feminist you are, the wetter I’m gonna get ⚖️🧘‍♀️💦

A Boy and a Girl Pt. 2

I unravelled myself so neatly and completely into your hands and afterwards I felt lighter. I was lighter because I lost parts of myself every time I slipped through your fingers. You didn’t just want to touch my softness, acknowledge my depth, or earn my affection. You tried to economize my love and harden all of the softness I showed others. You labeled me a flight risk and vilified my mental toughness whenever it took up space between us. ❤️‍🩹

Content Warning: The following post contains material that may be triggering for sexually entitled men. It contains strong and sometimes challenging depictions of male inadequacy and female suffering and is intended for mature audiences only.

Since the beginning of time, men have been programmed to seek out the most orgasms possible with the least amount of effort. Giving them 24/7 access to an electronic rolodex has been a complete nightmare for women. Men treat us like vending machines; put in the least amount of effort and expect sex to come out. Even the "decent" ones are human participation awards suffering from serious delusions of adequacy. And the rest have the communication skills of an alarm clock and the desirability of an onion peel. Their ambition far outweighs their dating skills and no amount of rejection will wake-them-the-fuck-up. As far as effort goes, men are still a notch above sticking their dick in a vacuum.

Because we 👱🏻‍♀️🥷 would be too happy for this Earth 🌍 on this timeline ⏳ in this dimension 💫 so keep circling me until we get there 💞

In another universe, we meet, get married, and live happily ever after.

My favorite things are Tumblr things 🌈

Reblog art guys. Seriously.

To tell you the truth, I’m considering human-reassignment surgery 🌎⚠️✌️