There is no part of me that did not flinch.
The Open-Source Boob Project, and even writing that, I feel like I've given up something.
Okay, here's the thing. Short skirt, pantyhose, tight pants, tight shirt, no bra, no underwear, high heels, lipstick, eyeliner, perfect teeth, perfect breasts, smile already, you look sad, straighten your back, chin up, posture, nice ass, that's my life, kids, that's our lives, that's what we see and what we hear and what we're asked to be--I was born wearing green and will wear it until the day I die.
Now you want to legitimize it? I want to take that color off.
Thanks a bunch. Really. What we actually needed here was agency on top. You don't get to ask this. You are not entitled to it. You have no fundamental right to the question. Why, in the name of God, is this. So. Hard?
For people who are actually articulate and not on the point of tears of Jesus fuck, why are you not getting this:
This by springheel_jack, this by kate_nepveu, this by hernewshoes, and this by brown_betty.
I keep going back and thinking it cannot, cannot actually be what it reads as, and every time, it really, really is.
- this would make a lot more sense if I were male, which tells me everything