FUCKBOYSBy Blythe Baird
Fuckboy wants you to come over to āNetflix & Chillā even though you know Fuckboyās
personal agenda involves neither netflix nor chill.
Fuckboy wants to communicate with you exclusively
via Tinder or Snapchat Chat.
Fuckboy wants to play truth or dare.
Fuckboy wants you to pick dare.
Fuckboy wants to play 20 questions.
Fuckboy is furious when he does not receive a reply.
Fuckboy believes his loneliness is your responsibility.
Fuckboy sends a stream of unsolicited dick pics.
You tell Fuckboy youāre doing homework so Fuckboy says āHaha, then what ;)ā winky face.
Fuckboy knows the winky face is crucial.
Fuckboy wonāt waste a single opportunity to request nudes.
You could tell Fuckboy your hamster died and heād be all, āaw babe send me a naked pic of u pouting!ā
Fuckboy makes you sit in polite silence and watch him play video games.
Fuckboy calls you everything but your name.
Fuckboy doesnāt give a fuck about the best part of your day.
Fuckboy hates how you look in that dress.
Fuckboy doesnāt get the point of high waisted shorts.
Fuckboy wants you to stop wearing lipstick.
Fuckboy says you look like a pale clown.
You stop wearing lipstick.
You tell yourself you didnāt even like lipstick anyway.
Fuckboy makes you feel smaller every day.
Fuckboy wants you to have another shot.
Fuckboy thinks youāre so pretty when youāre fucked up.
Fuckboy mistakes your alcohol poisoning for a perfect opportunity.
Fuckboy pretends not to notice the way your head swings up and down
like a limp bird with a broken neck.
The word no is not in Fuckboyās vocabulary.
Fuckboy is most in love with you when you are drunk or silent or both.
Fuckboy leaves handprint-shaped bruises to bloom like flowers up your thighs.
Fuckboy blocks the door.
Fuckboy yanks your arm like a leash when you question him in front of his friend.
Fuckboy makes you apologize to the back of his hand.
Fuckboy pushes you against the wall as if pinning the wings
of a dead moth to cork.
Fuckboy watches you press your voice like a crushed tulip
between the pages of his temper.
Fuckboy is finally pleased with you. Ā
Fuckboy seems to have a lot in common with a predator.
but Fuckboy doesnāt call himself a predator.
Fuckboy doesnāt call himself a rapist.
He thinks those are strong words.
He likes to think of himself as ambitious.
And suddenly itās clear that the fuckboy is no longer just a fuckboy,
but the reason you didnāt get home safe, the reason you spent
more time in the title IX office last year than you did in class.
Fuckboy found so much empowerment in rape culture
that it became an identity.
It became a socially acceptable aesthetic.
So they get to be fuckboys instead of predators.
Just like the way they get to call it a mistake
instead of call it rape.
Itās easier to name him fuckboy than it is to recognize
yourself as a victim or a survivor.
Sometimes, heās not just a fuckboy.
Heās abusive. āWhy are you so afraid of everything?ā
Fuckboy whines like a tea kettle.
& I think of what a privilege it is;
to be inconvenienced instead of afraid.
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