I chose feminism because I believe in equality between genders.
because I’m against gender roles, men who need a woman to get their **** done are not “cute” and are nothing but spoiled little brats.
because my virginity, my body hair and how I dress up are none of your business.
I chose feminism because I’m not a *** machine nor a baby producer I value much much more than that.
because I don’t need a man to validate my self worth, I already know what I’m worth.
because in some countries ***** women are forced to spend the rest of their life under the same roof as their assaulter.
I chose feminism because a woman who speak up and raise her voice is a ***** .
because in my city a woman was beaten by her husband the night of their wedding because she didn’t “bleed” in the ***********
I chose to speak up because an 8 year old Yemeni girl died of internal injuries at the hands of 40 year old husband on their wedding night.
because ****** is not a ***** word and my periods are not disgusting.
because more women need to speak up and speak for their rights
I chose feminism and everyone should do the same .
Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 11:07 AM UTC
A lone wolf, that’s what I’ve always been
Walking alone in the shadows
Forever in the dark afraid to be seen
Seeking friendship from the glowing stars
Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 11:00 AM UTC
I decided to befriend the devil and the one eyed monster
Maybe they won’t be as harsh with me as these humans are
Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 10:58 AM UTC
the struggle is not over yet we will keep fighting till our last breath with the same motivation the same enthusiasm
and we will win
we will win
it's a promise
happy international women's day
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 12:57 PM UTC
we live in a world
where people are killed because they are different
because of their race their beliefs
where women are ***** till death
labeled as *** machines and baby producers
where nice people are stupid and naive
and hypocrites are smart and have understood life well
where with money you can get everything
where women and children are sold like sheeps
where the innocents are guilty and the guilty are innocent
where millions are dying from hunger and poverty
we live in a world where since its existence not a single day had passed without spilling blood
what a beautiful world we are living in !!
Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 2:33 PM UTC
RIP Deah Barakat. RIP Yusor Abu-Salha. RIP Razan Abu-Salha.
the three muslim victims of chapel hill shooting
because Muslim lives also matters
Feb 12, 2015
Feb 12, 2015 at 9:42 AM UTC
not mine
how to stop time: kiss
how to travel in time: read
how to escape time: music
how to feel time: write
how to waste time: social media
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 1:50 PM UTC
don't fear the demons
and the midnight monsters
fear the humans
they will not only hurt you
and then ask you what's wrong
but they would **** you
and then they will come to your funeral
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 1:49 PM UTC
Slow dance with me
And take care of me
Ease me when I'm mad
Cheer me when I'm sad
Kiss me in the rain
And do it and do it again
Don't fool around with girls just to make me jealous
'cuz I would be nothing but furious
Write me love poems,write me letters
And let me wear your favorite sweaters
Let's have pillow fights
And watch the moonlight
Let's go on an adventure hand in hand
To a far distant land
Make love to me softly
Make love to me roughly
Surprise me amaze me
And tell me you love me
****** me charm me
And tell me you are mine
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 11:23 AM UTC
not mine
Ten little Indian Boys went out to dine;
One choked his little self and then there were nine.
Nine little Indian Boys sat up very late;
One overslept himself and then there were eight.
Eight little Indian Boys travelling in Devon;
One said he'd stay there and then there were seven.
Seven little Indian Boys chopping up sticks;
One chopped himself in halves and then there were six.
Six little Indian Boys playing with a hive;
A bumblebee stung one and then there were five.
Five little Indian Boys going in for law;
One got in Chancery and then there were four.
Four little Indian Boys going out to sea;
A red herring swallowed one and then there were three.
Three little Indian Boys walking in the zoo;
A big bear hugged one and then there were two.
Two little Indian Boys sitting in the sun;
One got frizzled up and then there was one.
One little Indian Boy left all alone;
He went out and hanged himself and then there were none.
Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 3:25 PM UTC