Posts Tagged: feminism
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I was 11 when the boys clustered around me at lunch, calling names: skank, hoser, slut, scumbag, stupid butt-ugg bitch. I don’t recall why they hated me, only their sneering baby faces and those skinny chests puffed up with imaginary
Made
I was 11 when the boys clustered around me at lunch, calling names: skank, hoser, slut, scumbag, stupid butt-ugg bitch. I don’t recall why they hated me, only their sneering baby faces and those skinny chests puffed up with imaginary
If I Had a Dollar (Why I Am a Feminist)
Because my mother was a painter and a beauty when artists had patrons and a woman like that needed a man to take care of her, so she married a money man. Because my mother’s mother was a beauty and
If I Had a Dollar (Why I Am a Feminist)
Because my mother was a painter and a beauty when artists had patrons and a woman like that needed a man to take care of her, so she married a money man. Because my mother’s mother was a beauty and
