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Consent

Yes doesn't always mean yes

And we forgot what no meant awhile ago

Does the sight of my purple bra strap

                 Turn you on?Oh well

           Dont teach me how to dress

           Teach your son not to ****

Dont give me detention for showing my

                 Melanin rich legs

        Teach your son not to stare

I should be able to wear what i want and

       Not be punished because I flaunt

             "What were you wearing?"

        "Clearly you were asking for it !"

                              HOW?

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Written by
myajaBlack
21 / F
Published
Sep 7, 2015
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#no#female#blame#injustice#rapeculture#consent#melanin#gendered
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