Because society places so much pressure on female-identifying bodies, the urge to control your own is seen as manipulative and self-indulgent.
I stuck my finger in your butt once. But that didn’t stop you from ignoring me at the party.
Change is hard. Like, death-defying hard. And it really, really sucks. Like, it’s the worst.
The only thing I hate more than being psychoanalyzed while naked is someone thinking they can tell me something about myself that I don’t know.
I find myself getting lost in a daydream, one where I am unfazed and malleable to dramatic and positive change.
I came to realize that pretending to be in love is worse than being single.