Evie Rotten

Men like to bring up biological differences - like women being nurtures and natural stay at home wives - But what they don’t like to bring up is the fact that women are also biologically proven to handle stress better, And as much as i wish suicide rates of men were lower, the reason men commit suicide is because they don’t handle stress as well, and act out in ways that are aggressive. like suicide and harming their families or others

there’s always a label put on women

women’s body’s?

Too fat

too skinny

boney

chubby

thick

hip dips

headphone waist

anorexic

compulsive eater

pig

skin and bones

A woman’s sex life?

slut

whore

prude

bird

bop

tease

virgin

fishy

used up

community pussy

women’s personality?

Bitchy

too bossy

sassy

too loud

too quiet

Appearance?

smile more often

don’t smile too much

wrinkly face

cover up

you need more makeup

you need less makeup

you’re too pale

you’re too dark

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These words aren’t even close to the entirety of the things women get called on a daily. we are constantly hearing insults or passive aggressive remarks on our bodies, our personality’s. misogyny is so normalized these days that sometimes, it goes in one ear and out the other. unnoticed. and due to this, men become more confident saying all these terrible things about young girls and old women.

and the worst part is, all these things contradict each other. this simply proves that no matter what a woman does - she can’t get by without being judged or criticized for simply being happy and living. or if she’s not happy, and doing everything to appeal to the gaze of others, she is still judged for trying to hard

Men are just mr. but a women’s identity is based souly around if she is married to a man, in a relationship or single, because that’s all that matters

If a woman is married, she threw her life away too young to settle and commit

if a woman is single, clearly there’s a reason for it and she did something wrong in order to do such a thing

if a woman is free, going on dates and having sex as she pleases, she’s a slut

if a woman doesn’t want to have sex, and wants to wait until marriage, she is a prude

When men lose their virginity, people are proud, cheering them on

when a women does, it’s people telling her she’s gonna regret it, that she shouldn’t have let someone touch her temple of a body

you won’t be ignoring it when it’s directly affecting you

Men will slut shame women for being sex workers or working on only fans - but they are the same ones watching it.

if i were to post a provocative picture (which i wouldn’t do), It would easily get 10x more attention than my posts about the struggles women get. which proves my point.

it’s easy to care more about the dopamine rush you get from porn, rather than the anger you get when thinking about women’s problems, but that’s not an excuse

i’ve come to the truthful conclusion that the only way women will get attention is by selling their bodies and putting themselves in provocative positions.

I’m not gonna let men walk all over me. and i’m not gonna gentle parent them into understanding that woman should have the same rights as men

that should be common sense

as kathleen hanna said

“i’m not gonna sit around and be peace and love with somebody’s boot on my neck”

Feminism isn’t just something to label on to nothing anymore. You can’t be a radical feminist and not be speaking up about the problems. staying silent about the rapes and murders that are happened against women everyday makes you just as bad.

But me. who am i?

i’m intelligent. maybe not when it comes to maths. but i think a lot. I’m humorous and i’m kind and im passionate. But the guys don’t see that. do they?

i am beautiful. when other women see that, they see the true beauty, they think purely. when men see my face and my body, they disregard my feelings and who i am, and only think of the dirty things they would do to me before throwing me away.

no one thinks about my smarts. my humor, the love in my heart, no one thinks of what i’m passionate about

they think of my pussy. they think of raping me.

i’m more than a toy.

if this is too uncomfortable for you to read, if you get uncomfortable hearing the truth about the way women are perceived

Girls like us are fit. slim and small

girls like us have a strict diet. girls like us don’t want to get fat

girls like us are straight as a pencil

girls like us are white with porcelain skin

girls like us are clean and tidy

girls like us are cleanly shaven

girls like us worship the holy savior called jesus christ

girls like us are perfect

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girls like us are insecure about our bodies

girls like us make ourselves vomit to keep slim

girls like us bleach our skin and use light concealer to cover our melanin

girls like us pray away those queer thoughts they have about other girls

girls like us drag razors along our legs in order to never grow hair.

girls like us question if the holy book is the truth.

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girls like us hate our disgusting, piggy bodies

girls like us stare at themselves in the mirror knowing how ugly they are.

girls like us are faggots.

girls like us touch themselves to lesbian pornos

girls like us don’t believe in the books

girls like us don’t drag the razor along their skin to get rid of the hair, they do it to make themselves bleed. to feel something.

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there was a girl who could only live on lemonade, or her parents were really old and rubbish and just kept giving it to her til the point where she couldn't have anything else, or they were really nice, and only gave it to her because they really liked her. I can't decide that bit. She could only live on lemonade; if she didn't have lemonade, she'd die and her parents were gonna die soon too 'cause they had something wrong with them like... their blood was blue or something like that... and she had a brother but he was really stupid, so no one really cared about him, they just wanted their little girl to live. 

The only trouble is... no one thought about her brother... she was in a bottle. He was on his own, and no one thought about him... they just left him. So he sat by her, her brother. He sat by her in the bottle and 'cause lemonade helped her eye sight she could see him really clearly through the sides, even though the glass was... as thick as a skull. And 'cause it was the countryside, there was nothing for him to eat, nothing for him to buy... and he was starving, and she could see that... and there was no one looking after him, and 'cause he was a bit stupid he couldn't really look after himself, and it kept on raining, so he was getting a bit rusty. 

She was having an amazing time in the lemonade but, she knew she had to help him... so she swam to the surface, but she couldn't get out, it was too far away, this bottle was too big. She knew she had to do something, he was getting worse and worse and worse, and he was really hungry and thirsty, and he started eating grass and puking up all the time. So she tried to think of some plan for it, but she couldnt, all she knew is that he needed her with him. All she could do was watch him puke his guts up on the other side of the glass. 

Then bing bang... she knew... she started to drink. She drank and she drank and she drank... and this was a lot of lemonade... enough to last until she died. 'Cause her parents wanted her to live for ages, but she drank... every last drop, until she was in an empty bottle, but that was no good, she still couldn't get out. But that was okay, because she just waited until she had a big one stored up... 'Cause she drank all the pop, she drank all the lemonade,  she started to fart. It was slow at first, but then it was really loud and hard, and she blew her way out of the bottle, straight through the top like a rocket. 

“he said he wanted to..just touch you”

“he said he wanted to, just touch you”

“star bellied boy, yr different from the rest”

“yr so different from the rest”

“prove your different from the rest”

six thousand five hundred

that’s about the number of race based hate crimes that are reported a year

but there are much more that goes unreported

the reason they go unknown is because the government is built from white supremacy. they hide it from us. to try and convince us racism isn’t as bad as it used to be

there is no possible way to have a trillion dollars without being greedy.