they say: embrace your sexuality, be proud, be strong, be fierce; but not too much. don’t go too far, don’t be too sexual, don’t be too strong — you don’t want to make us uncomfortable. we don’t want to feel like we cannot control you. i say: i am proud, i am strong, i am fierce. anyone who doesn’t like it can take it up with my breasts and my legs and my fists and my teeth. i am being the person i want to be. if you don’t like what you’re seeing then avert your eyes; i thought you wanted me to roar, not whimper.
She can’t see the landscape anymore
It’s all painted in her grief
All of her history etched out at her feet
“I don’t believe in angels,” I told him.
fight like a girl
Screw writing “strong” women. Write interesting women. Write well-rounded women. Write complicated women. Write a woman who kicks ass, write a woman who cowers in a corner. Write a woman who’s desperate for a husband. Write a woman who doesn’t need a man. Write women who cry, women who rant, women who are shy, women who don’t take no shit, women who need validation and women who don’t care what anybody thinks.”