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The Equalist! RE: The guerrilla girl’s poster 5% women artists yet 85% of the models are female. This poster was heralded as a feminist rebuff of misogyny and the male gaze. It is my opinion: one of the reasons females are more sexualised than males in Western society; is because the majority of women working in a sexualised industry such as modelling, dancing, fashion or *********** choose to perpetuate that role and the connection between *** and femininity; often in industries where females outnumber the men six to one; I'm also aware that the majority of the hierarchy in theses industries are male, it seems their gender solidarity is more concerned with the money; than notions of ****** inequality; thus perpetuating the issue. Vernacular test: Step one - Question one: I took a survey of 30 fellow artists asking what is a misandry? followed by what is your gender? Step two - Question two: I took a survey of 30 fellow artists asking what is a misogyny? followed by what is your gender? I did offer any information or allow any of the subjects to see the survey paper, or overhear the question. Results: 30 subjects took part in the survey; One female knew both words and their meaning, and one female didn't know what Misogyny was. (Two females approached refused to take part in the survey, all men approached engaged.) Step three - Question three: I then gave all the subjects the dictionary definition and asked why they thought the vernacular misandry is not as well known as the word misogyny? (I should add that I too couldn't recall the vernacular meaning of: Misandry; though I could recall the meaning or definition of Misogyny.) Answers: Female... "I don't care" Female... "It's due to a gender economic imbalance" Female..."Blokes just don't like it when women speak out about it" Female..."I don't get involved in protests" Female..."I don't know" Female..."Men just think with their ****** Female... "There's more misogynists" Female... "Because men are pigs" Female... "Why does it mater" Female... "It's just a word" Female... "I'm not interested" Female..."Try being a women" Female... " It's ******** it's just a vernacular" Female..."You wouldn't understand your a man" The other 5 Females... chose to offer no explanation. Answers: Male..."I don't know" Male... "who cares" Male... "Yeh that's interesting" Male... Why does it matter" Male... "Let me think about it" Male... "Who gives a **** Male... "What's this about" Male... "Can I see the results later" The other 2 males... Chose to offer no explanation. I personally identify as human; and don't wish to be defined, labeled or marginalised; I also don’t believe that secularism in any measure is healthy or meaningful in an inclusive society. I question why 29 out of 30 subjects had heard of Misogyny; and just one person had heard of Misandry. Sexism is not as the dictionary suggested prejudice, stereotyping, or discrimination, typically against women. Everyone is effected buy prejudice, stereotyping, or discrimination. The subtleties of which is played out every day.
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Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 11:32 AM UTC
The equalist
The Equalist! RE: The guerrilla girl’s poster 5% women artists yet 85% of the models are female. This poster was heralded as a feminist rebuff of misogyny and the male gaze. It is my opinion: one of the reasons females are more sexualised than males in Western society; is because the majority of women working in a sexualised industry such as modelling, dancing, fashion or *********** choose to perpetuate that role and the connection between *** and femininity; often in industries where females outnumber the men six to one; I'm also aware that the majority of the hierarchy in theses industries are male, it seems their gender solidarity is more concerned with the money; than notions of ****** inequality; thus perpetuating the issue. Vernacular test: Step one - Question one: I took a survey of 30 fellow artists asking what is a misandry? followed by what is your gender? Step two - Question two: I took a survey of 30 fellow artists asking what is a misogyny? followed by what is your gender? I did offer any information or allow any of the subjects to see the survey paper, or overhear the question. Results: 30 subjects took part in the survey; One female knew both words and their meaning, and one female didn't know what Misogyny was. (Two females approached refused to take part in the survey, all men approached engaged.) Step three - Question three: I then gave all the subjects the dictionary definition and asked why they thought the vernacular misandry is not as well known as the word misogyny? (I should add that I too couldn't recall the vernacular meaning of: Misandry; though I could recall the meaning or definition of Misogyny.) Answers: Female... "I don't care" Female... "It's due to a gender economic imbalance" Female..."Blokes just don't like it when women speak out about it" Female..."I don't get involved in protests" Female..."I don't know" Female..."Men just think with their ****** Female... "There's more misogynists" Female... "Because men are pigs" Female... "Why does it mater" Female... "It's just a word" Female... "I'm not interested" Female..."Try being a women" Female... " It's ******** it's just a vernacular" Female..."You wouldn't understand your a man" The other 5 Females... chose to offer no explanation. Answers: Male..."I don't know" Male... "who cares" Male... "Yeh that's interesting" Male... Why does it matter" Male... "Let me think about it" Male... "Who gives a **** Male... "What's this about" Male... "Can I see the results later" The other 2 males... Chose to offer no explanation. I personally identify as human; and don't wish to be defined, labeled or marginalised; I also don’t believe that secularism in any measure is healthy or meaningful in an inclusive society. I question why 29 out of 30 subjects had heard of Misogyny; and just one person had heard of Misandry. Sexism is not as the dictionary suggested prejudice, stereotyping, or discrimination, typically against women. Everyone is effected buy prejudice, stereotyping, or discrimination. The subtleties of which is played out every day.
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The inadequate bookshelf that sat near the door that my sister used to call her own was mostly made up of adolescent reads, books better suited for preteen girls rather than intellectually budding young ladies— juvenile vocabularies and simple, non-complex plot lines do little to craft and create worldly, knowledgeable women. I thought I must spring clean the naiveté away and replace it with the works of great authors like Sylvia Plath                        Simone de Beauvoir                                                              Virginia Woolf                        Margaret Atwood Betty Friedan; ingenious femme fatales that cut down to the brittled bones of the misogynists and burned their marrow along with the ashes of bras and aprons and 350 degree oven heat.   Growing up, to me, seemed like a wonderful epiphany chock-full of ideas and opinions and clever, ironic remarks that chased satirical witticisms like felines to rodents and wolves to deer— being an adult would guarantee me a say, a vote            prior 1920’s America                                                   play dress up as a suffragette            women’s rights femininity personified by dolls in plastic houses. To be eighteen-years-old, the goal, the legality, the bright light at the end of the tunnel; the official womanhood it would bestow upon me seemed like something almost tangible with the way that it loomed over my head. Get good marks graduate high school travel back in time sixty years meet a nice boy become a “good wife” have dinner ready by five bear two beautiful heirs clean up the messes left in the kitchen fast-forward to the twenty-first century go to a good college find a stable career settle down if the fancy strikes you live non-docile and full of passion— the parallelism of times are severely di     lap           i             dat                   ed. 1950’s America would never be a home for me because I am much too wild to be contained.
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Oct 14, 2013
Oct 14, 2013 at 12:12 AM UTC
Exemplar
The inadequate bookshelf that sat near the door that my sister used to call her own was mostly made up of adolescent reads, books better suited for preteen girls rather than intellectually budding young ladies— juvenile vocabularies and simple, non-complex plot lines do little to craft and create worldly, knowledgeable women. I thought I must spring clean the naiveté away and replace it with the works of great authors like Sylvia Plath                        Simone de Beauvoir                                                              Virginia Woolf                        Margaret Atwood Betty Friedan; ingenious femme fatales that cut down to the brittled bones of the misogynists and burned their marrow along with the ashes of bras and aprons and 350 degree oven heat.   Growing up, to me, seemed like a wonderful epiphany chock-full of ideas and opinions and clever, ironic remarks that chased satirical witticisms like felines to rodents and wolves to deer— being an adult would guarantee me a say, a vote            prior 1920’s America                                                   play dress up as a suffragette            women’s rights femininity personified by dolls in plastic houses. To be eighteen-years-old, the goal, the legality, the bright light at the end of the tunnel; the official womanhood it would bestow upon me seemed like something almost tangible with the way that it loomed over my head. Get good marks graduate high school travel back in time sixty years meet a nice boy become a “good wife” have dinner ready by five bear two beautiful heirs clean up the messes left in the kitchen fast-forward to the twenty-first century go to a good college find a stable career settle down if the fancy strikes you live non-docile and full of passion— the parallelism of times are severely di     lap           i             dat                   ed. 1950’s America would never be a home for me because I am much too wild to be contained.
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I always thought feminism was just for women. That feminism was a bra burning, man hating, joke. Then I had Mr. Thompson for AP US History. We were talking about the 1960’s and all the protests that were happening when we got to feminism and I let out an audible groan. Mr. Thompson got quiet, and approached my desk. “So you think feminism is a joke? Folks this is the problem we have with the word feminism. Because I bet you all think of feminism as a bunch of hippie women who don’t shave burning their bras? Well guess what that never happened. Feminism isn’t about putting women above anybody else. It’s about putting them on equal ground with men. It’s equality. And you know what? I’m a man and a feminist. You can be both!” Mr. Thompson taught me two things that day that have affected me to this day. 1. That I was an ignorant ***** And 2. Teaching can change not only a life but the course history as well. So now I’m a teacher, and a feminist. I see these same boys who were just like me who believe in equality but don’t know what feminism means. So I try my best when I talk about feminism in my history class to teach them better. And you might ask why does the label matter? When you misunderstand or degrade feminism you make it impossible for actual feminists to affect any actual change. I get laughed at when I tell people I’m a feminist. I get it from other men, from faculty, even from women. These people are not misogynists, but they aren’t doing much to help the cause either. I try and teach what feminism is about but every year I’m noticing people think this is an outdated concept. If you think that women’s rights will keep progressing as a natural function of time you are wrong. I teach history and time and time again societies that have been progressive, changed and people became oppressed. We still have a long way to go but if we don’t take feminism seriously we can lose what’s been achieved.
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Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 1:45 PM UTC
I'm a guy. I'm a Feminist. Get over it.
I always thought feminism was just for women. That feminism was a bra burning, man hating, joke. Then I had Mr. Thompson for AP US History. We were talking about the 1960’s and all the protests that were happening when we got to feminism and I let out an audible groan. Mr. Thompson got quiet, and approached my desk. “So you think feminism is a joke? Folks this is the problem we have with the word feminism. Because I bet you all think of feminism as a bunch of hippie women who don’t shave burning their bras? Well guess what that never happened. Feminism isn’t about putting women above anybody else. It’s about putting them on equal ground with men. It’s equality. And you know what? I’m a man and a feminist. You can be both!” Mr. Thompson taught me two things that day that have affected me to this day. 1. That I was an ignorant ***** And 2. Teaching can change not only a life but the course history as well. So now I’m a teacher, and a feminist. I see these same boys who were just like me who believe in equality but don’t know what feminism means. So I try my best when I talk about feminism in my history class to teach them better. And you might ask why does the label matter? When you misunderstand or degrade feminism you make it impossible for actual feminists to affect any actual change. I get laughed at when I tell people I’m a feminist. I get it from other men, from faculty, even from women. These people are not misogynists, but they aren’t doing much to help the cause either. I try and teach what feminism is about but every year I’m noticing people think this is an outdated concept. If you think that women’s rights will keep progressing as a natural function of time you are wrong. I teach history and time and time again societies that have been progressive, changed and people became oppressed. We still have a long way to go but if we don’t take feminism seriously we can lose what’s been achieved.
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my facebook block list is full to the brim with hatred misogynists, racists, those who use terms like "feminazi" and "it's not **** if you tell surprise first" my Facebook block list has family members who bad mouth my mother as if she (and I) can't see it there is one aunt who keeps a tally of money spent on gifts not asked for one uncle who sits (joblessly by choice) on a high horse one cousin who wonders why his mixed bag family doesn't like his confederate flag tattoo my Facebook block list started with a man who found my phone number and began sending me text messages at night despite my non-response there are two R names- boys whose crimes send flashbacks up my spine a good way to earn a spot on my Facebook block list is to be a white apologist "white people should be allowed to say the n-word!" "slavery was like a billion years ago" "white privilege doesn't exist" another way is to not recant your crimes after you're called out "she was born a girl" "who cares, it was just a joke" "you're not some feminist hero" my Facebook block list (unlike most of the people on it) is non discriminatory all types of haters get on it and once you're on you're probably not getting off
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Sep 5, 2013
Sep 5, 2013 at 9:16 PM UTC
My Facebook Block List
*Waste-of-skin misogynists Eagerly-angry feminists Trust-fund kids Disposable friends Reusable partners Confused 20-something's Mid-life crisis lifers Got-it-all-figured-out liars Early comers and late arrivals* The world's too full of them
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Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 8:39 PM UTC
The World's Too Full Of Them
This poem is dedicated to the guys in my class who talk about girls like they aren't worth more than their vaginas. This poem is dedicated to the ******** who say that anyone deserves to get ***** This poem is dedicated to the jocks who look down on the outcasts and exclude them. This poem is dedicated to the girls who call their peers ***** because of how they dress. This poem is dedicated to the bigots who preach homophobia in the name of god This poem is dedicated to the parents who abuse and neglect the children that they promised to love This poem is dedicated to the misogynists who can't seem to grasp the concept that No means No This poem is dedicated to the ********* who humiliate the people who don't conform. This poem is dedicated to the lowlifes who beat down the ones that they're supposed to love. This poem is dedicated to everyone who carries hate in their heart where there should be love. This poem is as follows: **** You.
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Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 10:05 PM UTC
A Dedication
Girls Everyone has an opinion The mothers, the fathers, the feminists and misogynists Everyone has something to say and will spend hours doing so without a moment's hesitation Girls Worth the discussion Worth the hours of endless theories, ideologies and “proof” Girls Have a million songs both praising and ridiculing in their melodic tensions that the plain eye may not catch Girls They have endless quotes to describe their entity in its purest form Just in case they didn't know what they were made of Girls are expected to be so many things Divas, Heroines, Princesses, Goddesses ***** ******* Primadonnas, ****** Girls have laws made about them enforced by themselves in the cruelest irony Have numerous codes to live by Contradictory codes to live by Girls Worth the discussion Worth these hours Deny us not our femininity The special something we possess But exclude us not from humanity For it is only equality that we request
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 1:40 AM UTC
Girls
I love you more than all the technology And more than pigeons lactate, More than you enjoy biology And sharks that procreate. More than misogynists swim in shoals Or a ********* loves a good beating. Manchester City scoring goals Or the lines that you love repeating. Music cannot compare with your laugh; Your beauty can’t be “aliquot-ed”. Rarer than rhinos on a graph, Your infinite charms can’t be plotted. Sweeter than berries picked in a storm And softer than a duck’s downing, Your poetic love keeps me warm - Be the Bob to my Liz Browning!
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Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 10:35 AM UTC
Poem for Bob
Dear misogynists, Let’s be very clear here. Boys are not ******** by nature. It’s not in their genetic makeup to automatically be mean-spirited or cruel. Being born with a ***** does not predispose anyone to being the kind of person whose hands make a welcome mat of my hipbones, who licks his lips as if looking at an appetizer, whose breath laced with tequila, privilege, and desperation slurs "Do you kiss your mother with that mouth, baby?" from the other side of the street. Genetics does not do that. Society does. Dear misogynists, It is the reason I know Title IX better than my own social security number. It is the reason I have to clench my keys in white-knuckled fists when I walk home from school. It is the reason I avoid eye contact at all costs because that "counts as permission." It is the reason I am told my mouth is useless unless he's the one putting something in it. It is the reason women all over this ******* planet get asked "Well... What were you wearing?" because apparently my outfit speaks louder than my voice, but you must not have met me because I can be pretty **** loud. Dear misogynists, It is the reason I am told "You know boys won't like you if you don't stop with that feminist crap." Who the **** asked you? If you think that passionately wanting equality and not being afraid to voice that is "crap," I don't want you to like me anyway; in fact, I want you as far away from me as ******* possible. I don't give a **** about your disapproval and I never will. Dear misogynists, Maybe you're right - "locker room talk" is as American as baseball, or apple pie, or roofies. "How could he possibly help himself? If he saw you in that dress, what was he supposed to do? NOT assume you wanted him??" YES. That's exactly what he was supposed to do: NOT assume I wanted him, or anyone else in the room for that matter. Stop excusing ****** harassment because "boys will be boys;" my skirt is not an invitation, nor is anything but the sober word "yes" - and I include the word "sober" because yes, it does make a difference. Dear misogynists, So no. I don't give a **** And no. I won't stop with "that feminist crap." And no. Boys will not be boys. Boys will be held accountable for their actions, just like everybody else. And yes. I do kiss my mother with this mouth, but you can keep dreaming. Signed, a Feminist
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May 3, 2017
May 3, 2017 at 4:49 PM UTC
A series of letters to misogynists
Dear misogynists, Let’s be very clear here. Boys are not ******** by nature. It’s not in their genetic makeup to automatically be mean-spirited or cruel. Being born with a ***** does not predispose anyone to being the kind of person whose hands make a welcome mat of my hipbones, who licks his lips as if looking at an appetizer, whose breath laced with tequila, privilege, and desperation slurs "Do you kiss your mother with that mouth, baby?" from the other side of the street. Genetics does not do that. Society does. Dear misogynists, It is the reason I know Title IX better than my own social security number. It is the reason I have to clench my keys in white-knuckled fists when I walk home from school. It is the reason I avoid eye contact at all costs because that "counts as permission." It is the reason I am told my mouth is useless unless he's the one putting something in it. It is the reason women all over this ******* planet get asked "Well... What were you wearing?" because apparently my outfit speaks louder than my voice, but you must not have met me because I can be pretty **** loud. Dear misogynists, It is the reason I am told "You know boys won't like you if you don't stop with that feminist crap." Who the **** asked you? If you think that passionately wanting equality and not being afraid to voice that is "crap," I don't want you to like me anyway; in fact, I want you as far away from me as ******* possible. I don't give a **** about your disapproval and I never will. Dear misogynists, Maybe you're right - "locker room talk" is as American as baseball, or apple pie, or roofies. "How could he possibly help himself? If he saw you in that dress, what was he supposed to do? NOT assume you wanted him??" YES. That's exactly what he was supposed to do: NOT assume I wanted him, or anyone else in the room for that matter. Stop excusing ****** harassment because "boys will be boys;" my skirt is not an invitation, nor is anything but the sober word "yes" - and I include the word "sober" because yes, it does make a difference. Dear misogynists, So no. I don't give a **** And no. I won't stop with "that feminist crap." And no. Boys will not be boys. Boys will be held accountable for their actions, just like everybody else. And yes. I do kiss my mother with this mouth, but you can keep dreaming. Signed, a Feminist
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I'm almost twenty, you know. I mean, I'm sure you don't care but i'm almost twenty years old. And I'm trying. To be all the things you said i would be and I'm not going to question all the rules you've set out for me because i need that foreboding affirmation of love so just know that I'm never gonna leave. Because were it not for you, who would i be? But I'm also struggling To figure out if I am actually a talented artist Or just some teenage kid going through stuff. i need To see the answers at the back of the book of Life if there's such a thing I feel. Oh Lord! I feel tired already. Like i could quit But i can't I'm already nineteen years into this **** And I'm already tryna make people take me seriously. And I'm trying. To pretend that i understand why old people are so entitled to an earth that might actually be revolting against the human race That i know, why it is super ultra important to be the kind of feminist that is kind to misogynists That i even want, to be part of an existence that so closely resembles a shitshow That i even know, how to turn my feelings into a proper rhyme. I don't. Honestly and i don't care. So i won't even try to pretend that woke mans are not the **** and that i don't think, gay people deserve peace and that I don't wish, child marriages was something i could fix and that i don't think, that I'm going to marry an intersectional feminist and that i don't think, that instead of vows he's going to recite to me his poetry and that i actually need you to tell me that these are all teenage fantasies. I don't. I've had nineteen years of this **** And i’m just glad i don't have to pretend That i love pink , i do even though i wish i didn't And that i know i can take nineteen more years if only it means More badly written poetry from beautifully imperfect teens And more African literature and Twitter and sleep More discussions with bae about the importance of memes More inventive ways to show bae i exist. I might be getting carried away but you see what i mean. That i want everything this life has to give Just no struggles. no pretence.no assumptions. and no guilt.
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Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 5:44 PM UTC
Growth...i think???
I'm almost twenty, you know. I mean, I'm sure you don't care but i'm almost twenty years old. And I'm trying. To be all the things you said i would be and I'm not going to question all the rules you've set out for me because i need that foreboding affirmation of love so just know that I'm never gonna leave. Because were it not for you, who would i be? But I'm also struggling To figure out if I am actually a talented artist Or just some teenage kid going through stuff. i need To see the answers at the back of the book of Life if there's such a thing I feel. Oh Lord! I feel tired already. Like i could quit But i can't I'm already nineteen years into this **** And I'm already tryna make people take me seriously. And I'm trying. To pretend that i understand why old people are so entitled to an earth that might actually be revolting against the human race That i know, why it is super ultra important to be the kind of feminist that is kind to misogynists That i even want, to be part of an existence that so closely resembles a shitshow That i even know, how to turn my feelings into a proper rhyme. I don't. Honestly and i don't care. So i won't even try to pretend that woke mans are not the **** and that i don't think, gay people deserve peace and that I don't wish, child marriages was something i could fix and that i don't think, that I'm going to marry an intersectional feminist and that i don't think, that instead of vows he's going to recite to me his poetry and that i actually need you to tell me that these are all teenage fantasies. I don't. I've had nineteen years of this **** And i’m just glad i don't have to pretend That i love pink , i do even though i wish i didn't And that i know i can take nineteen more years if only it means More badly written poetry from beautifully imperfect teens And more African literature and Twitter and sleep More discussions with bae about the importance of memes More inventive ways to show bae i exist. I might be getting carried away but you see what i mean. That i want everything this life has to give Just no struggles. no pretence.no assumptions. and no guilt.
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They always say that the good ones go first, But the question I struggle to understand is why? Why did you have to leave? Why now? Why so early? But we can never answer questions like that you see Always wondering if this life will ever be fair and kind Losing someone you love is unbearable and painful So painful that you wish you could fly away with them Wait for me.. please don’t go But you can’t hear my call Because you are already settled in your new home While I’m stuck down here With the crazies, racists, sexists misogynists Why would you leave me here? You took the best thing that I ever had I know the fight was hard But I wish the fight was just a little longer Just so I could tell you how much I love you And now I don’t know what to do There’s no one to pick up my tears And turn them into butterflies No one to tell me everything will be okay I can’t say that he was being selfish when he whisked you away But don’t you think It’s funny He chose you out of everyone else And that made me realise why the good ones go first Because you was too perfect Too perfect to be sitting here with me Only angels know the meaning And one day I’ll be waiting for the day Waiting for the day, so you can tell me why? R.I.P Uncle Pat
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Oct 7, 2017
Oct 7, 2017 at 3:53 PM UTC
St Patricks Day
Thank your progressive stars you are so filled with virtue, good taste, and tolerance *unlike those ****** hateful redneck Trump-voting plebes.* Thank all the gods of Democracy you are kind, gentle, and gender-unbiased as opposed to the divisive, racist misogynists you must share the earth with. Take a deeply liberal breath and center yourself for a moment… you will need it to endure the hordes of misguided gun-toting bigots trying to steal your oxygen. Give yourself a loving Euro-globalist pat on the back for doing the correct thing and voting your conscience against the racist nationalist KKK-sympathizers who run on fear and hate. At least you  are resisting fascism with all your humane heart *unlike the uneducated, clueless, knuckle-draggers so easily led by their ******* overlords.* YOU, after all, are for Humanity and Compassion.
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Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 4:31 PM UTC
Signaling From Above
woman's **** exploration to eradicate homosexuality gave birth to trans-gender allowances, and only one torso could provide the milk, which left exploration in this graphic in a standstill; but admire her still, to have attempted to explore homosexuality with her own **** as if to convert those gentle misogynists.
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Jan 14, 2016
Jan 14, 2016 at 9:32 PM UTC
as she was
I was not made for Slavery *** Domestication Discrimination A woman was born To live Equally and without bounds But thank you Because with all the things I am not But was said I ought to be A woman became alive To thrive And she did And she never stopped
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Jun 9, 2017
Jun 9, 2017 at 1:59 PM UTC
A letter to misogynists
Yes, I'm a fan of Thanos villains fascinate evil that they do my dark side thinks that's great Misogynists are sexist berating and snide stepping in their shoes the darkness they can't hide I'll tread that path until I hit my limit footwear too tight or sinister too big determined, walking evil's summit
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Jun 6, 2018
Jun 6, 2018 at 11:43 AM UTC
The Devil's shoes
Why did we stop here? How did I get here? I always rebuked slavery.... no I didn't earn any money for my flesh the ones who set me up and pushed me here did I never saw any of the movies I never consented to when I was spiked with delirants and pushed into a room with a bunch of misogynists the only reason i performed my superconscious mind remembered what you did last time when i was 4 or 5 or 6 years old how could the slapped child articulate that now can you give it arr rest ?
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Jan 31, 2023
Jan 31, 2023 at 3:23 AM UTC
Redlights