the worst kind of sexism is the kind that’s quiet and pervasive. that sits and lurks and slips out of the mouths of men that you like and trust. when people casually dismiss your humanity and don’t even realize they’ve done exactly that. when it’s so casual and natural that sometimes you don’t even catch it.
my rapper name would be 2 stressd.
yo so accurate.
shopping for clothes would be a lot more fun if i had a thinner body and a fatter wallet.
today i feel the worst i have felt in many months.
and i do not even know how i feel about it.
all sweaters should be like $2.