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#allamericanbitch
I sit quietly in the corner of the room. The fluorescent lights blinding me, the hazy blur of bodies throwing taunting words, that leaves invisible scars on my soul. I must smile and swallow the age-old lesson "forgive and forget." I should play mother to the pretentious. I need to stay poised, a lifeless doll trapped in an All-American dream. I have to laugh sweetly, choking on the venom. Politics, gender roles, and important issues. I will nod my head like a puppet to appease their boulder-sized egos. I am an ever-giving light, bleeding out my kindness because that's what’s expected. I must never let them see the raging beast beneath my ribs. I should be a machine that cuts its engine the second a man asks. I need to play into the hypocritical standards, hiding the urge to bite back. I have to be eternally grateful for the crumbs of attention they graciously throw to me. I sit quietly in the corner of the room.
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4d ago
May 30, 2026 at 11:57 PM UTC
The All American Dream