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These are all actual events. These are all things that have actually happened to Eve and I. This is why I get so angry when guys tell me to just take a compliment. No. No. I do not have to accept that, no person has a right to invade my space to assert their dominance. Fuck that. I don’t owe anyone ANYTHING. I’m allowed to go to the grocery store, the subway, or walk down in the street without being accosted by some loser who feels so low that he has too dominate my space to try and make me feel small so they can feel big.
Fuck you street harassment.
Street harassment is like when your mom catches you doing something, and you say sorry in this blank voice and she makes you say it like you mean it. You know the difference, stop claiming you were complimenting them.
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life is tough when you’re a lazy perfectionist who simultaneously doesn’t give a shit about anything but at the same time cares too much about everything u feel
i keep cursing in ice cream flavors and my mom has told me to stop
update: i still haven’t stopped
how do you curse in ice cream flavors
what the mint chocolate chip did you say to me punk
i’ll kick your rocky road and then punch the ever loving strawberry cheesecake out of you
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