women are not god’s gift to you, you are not entitled access to us. I will kill you if you lay a hand on me.
that used to disgust you.
Those you cannot bear
you learn to accept.
Hating yourself is
It is time for you
The sun collected enough
dust to imitate a myriad
The tiny boy in the front yard
has his hands in obeisance—
held up high to catch the sun’s graces.
The girl in the window, just felt sorry.
She hated feeling sorry for nothing.
But she drank too much bourbon
"if feminists want equality does this mean we can punch women now?"
go ahead chicken shit punch me in the fucking face. i will shove your entire upper body into your own ass and make you fuck yourself from the inside out