I find it interesting how society doesn’t care when the media sexualizes women, when men sexualizes women, when school and the government sexualizes women. But the second a woman is in control and sexualizes herself willingly it’s wrong and disgusting.
I was tagged by fouradorkableboys
1)Jenny, Jenny Benny, Jenny Bee, etc.
2)hazel but they usually look brown
3)brown and atm, green, blue, purple, and theres suppposed to be magenta but I cant find it.
4)I dont eat meat.
5) dark blue
6) I dont think I even have one… probably my bedroom
7) OH GOD NO DONT MAKE ME CHOOSE!!! THATS LIKE ASKING A MOTHER HER FAVORITE CHILD!
8) A pangolin, or a panda. Or a munchkin cat.
9)Literally I can’t pick. My current obsession is “What a Catch, Donnie” by FOB, but generally anything by 5sos, Twenty-one pilots, or Panic! At the Disco you can count on.
10)oh. My. God. I DONT HAVE FAVORITES OKAY? Probably like The Fault in our Stars, The Book Theif, The Green Glass Sea, or Zeitoun? Or the Harry Potters. Or Percy Jacksons. Of Maximum Rides. Or The Tension of Opposites. Okay, you know what? Imma stop there.
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I went to the Renaissance faire dressed as a warrior. I had a real sword with me, too. I was standing (in character) next to a sword-fighting ring, where kids of all ages got the chance to pick up a sword and challenge the champion. Some woman walks by, with her little girl. The girl starts walking towards the ring, saying she wants to fight. But the mom pulled her away hella sharply, and was like, “That’s for boys.” You don’t want to be a BOY, do you?” And the girl looked around and saw me. I think she thought I was a boy; I had my hair in a ponytail, and was wearing a hood. So she comes up to me and asks me, “Do you think girls can be fighters, too?” And her mom looks like she’s silently gloating. Like she thinks I’m going to say no. So I take off my hood, untie my hair so that it flows freely, and kneel before her. And I’m like, “Milady, anyone can be a fighter.” I swear, the look on that mother’s face made my day.