Your words do things to me that I don’t understand. I fill up with a feeling that might be guilt, shame or anger and yet my body flushes with a feeling like electricity dancing across my skin. My head feels a bit dazed, like it’s wrapped in cotton wool. There’s a gut wrenching moment where it’s like you’ve scraped out desires I didn’t know I had. Oh and my underwear gets wet, but I’d imagine that’s the least of your concerns.

Oh, I wouldn’t say that’s the least of my concerns. Your cunt is both a tool and a target; both the pick and the lock. It’s the quickest way to slip inside you.

But once I’m in, yes, my chief concerns are rearranging the furniture and making myself at home.

I go to one of the top schools in the us and pride myself on being a smart and strong feminist but when I read your blog it makes me realize what a stupid little attention seeking slut I actually am… I don’t know how to feel about that

You’re dancing close to a very entertaining abyss. ‘Cause any day now, your brain is gonna figure out that how you choose to feel about it is irrelevant; the result will be the same.

Does it make you ashamed? My god, child, the shame will just make you more desperate tomorrow!… Read the rest “I go to one of the top schools in the us and pride myself on being a smart and strong feminist but when I read your blog it makes me realize what a stupid little attention seeking slut I actually am… I don’t know how to feel about that”

I’m sick of being men’s play thing, no one actually wants to see more than my naked body, that is all they want from me, no one really cares about me, all they want is to get into my pants. I am a toy to their eyes and nothing more.

Seems to me you have two options:

  1. Look inside and find the will to stand up for yourself. Raise your expectations and demand that your worth be recognized by anyone who aspires to touch you. Refuse to be an object of amusement for men incapable of perceiving your individuality.
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