I feel like a woman….. mannnnn.
This whole thing is a scam.
“The Patriarchy” What a fucking crock of shit. Truly the reason men fear us has to be due to the superiority of women. Trust me, I love men. I have three brothers and they are my best friends. I love and respect my husband, family members and friends.
But Really ? REALLY?
The real mystery is how have they maintained power to this day?
Roe v. Wade. Are you fucking kidding me?!!
The Morality police? Gross.
I’m sorry, just cause you put the penis inside of us, does not mean you can take whatever you want.
Without us, there is no home for your dumb hard-on.
That’s the real fear of men. But they can’t let us know that. So they have no choice but to keep us down. Control our bodies, our wages and fundamental rights.
I should probably read the Bible, but like, was Jesus this big of an asshole? I doubt it.
Most religions probably intended women to be treated like the goddesses they are. It was the non deities that decided that men would rule the earth (pronounced UUUURTH) and be total assholes.
One of my earliest memories is a boy down the street grabbing my vagina. I remember running all the way home knowing it was wrong. I told my mother. I don’t know what came of the situation but I felt shitty. I felt used. Less than. I was like 6? And so starts the cycle.
My only worth is my pussy? That’s all they want from us?
Another time I remember standing in the bottom of an empty swimming pool. The midsummer heat beating down on my older brother, myself and the Fischer kids, the four sons of my parents childhood friends who lived down the street from my Grandparents. We’d hang out with them every summer. The 4 Graham kids vs The 4 Fischer kids. Michael, Nathan, Zack and Benji vs Peter Lauren Cole & Clark.
So we’re standing in this empty pool and one of these assholes starts chanting “Tie her to the lifeguard chair! Tie her to the lifeguard chair!” And they proceeded to tie me to the chair. I can’t remember with what or how. But I remember my brother was too young to stop them.
Tied to an old lifeguard chair in the blazing heat. That’s when I knew men were fucking idiots.
The first guy to kiss me was Jesse Jansen in the first grade. We were in a sandbox and he was holding a worm in his hand. I remember the worm more.
It’s all just so weird. Sex. Love. Kissing.
Just being a woman is exhausting.
And don’t even get me started on boobs.
I’ve never really been that into the whole scene. Never dressed to accentuate them. Never show off cleavage. Ok that’s a lie. Once I wore a bodysuit that cut all the way down to my bellybutton. The attention I got just walking down the sidewalk and into the restaurant was overwhelming. Like one person tripped and there were major rubber-neckers.
“How do women do this?” I remember pondering. It’s bad enough thinking someone might be looking at your tits, let alone actually knowing they are.
So fucked up.
I can’t really handle it. Boobs are just so weird.
I have had pictures taken topless but I was just being dumb or was broke at the time.
Boobs are attached to a woman’s body, but we are supposed to show them off for others. To entice someone into liking us. They are seen as a tool. Something to get us someone, somewhere or somehow. They are not for us. They are for the world.
There’s a million, maybe billion dollar industry based on boobs. Playboy, Hustler, GQ, Sports Illustrated, Victoria’s Secret, all the way back to the itsy bitsy teeny weenie yellow polka dot bikini. All generated for and by men for the most part.
People wanna see boobs, touch them, photograph them and suck them. Heck I even made a living off of them. I’ve worked at a strip club and for Playboy.
“Suck in your tummy love”…the photographers would tell the models. “Cover up your puss puss.”
Click Click Click.
“Ok now show your puss puss”
The creative directors would tell me to film slower, stay on the body parts longer.
“Do a slow pan,” they’d say leaning over my monitor.
“What a great ass shot,” they’d say to one another.
I remember dropping off a hard drive of footage for the Playboy editors and one of them came out and asked me to come into their edit bay. He played me some of the footage I’d submitted earlier that month.
“You see how your shots are so short?” he said from behind the computer.
“Yah I mean I guess, I was trying to be efficient.” This is weird, I think to myself. Like does he jack off on this couch I’m sitting on.
“You have to hold on the shots longer so like …..you know, people can watch it longer.” he explains, turning his chair around slowly to look at me.
It took me a second to realize what he meant. OH GOD.
He for sure jacks off on the couch,
At first I was just excited to film beautiful models at gorgeous locations for a brand people actually had heard of. But now I realized I was filming porn. SPANK BANK MATERIAL.
I felt gross.
It’s all so stupid.
Sex and life and death and birth.
Like we want to see boobs but you can’t show them in public.
It's totally acceptable to show most of your breasts, even “side boob” was a thing for awhile.
As long as it’s sexy. Not functional.
But don’t show your areola. NOT A FUCKING NIPPLE. Oh hell’s no. And Don’t you DARE think of breastfeeding your child in public.
HOW DARE YOU SHOW OFF THE ONE THING ON THIS EARTH THAT CAN NOURISH A HUMAN BEING THE MOMENT THEY ARE BROUGHT INTO THE WORLD?!!
Which makes no sense. As I mentioned before, people want to suck on tits, and probably were breastfed as babies but now are offended by it. Ok guys.
It’s like. Everyone’s facing their biggest fantasy and fear all at the same time. But too afraid to admit it.
LET ME SUCK YOUR TITS.
BUT DON’T LET YOUR BABY DO IT.
ONLY US. ONLY ADULTS. ONLY FOR PLEASURE.
Even some women are offended by public breastfeeding. Scared their husbands might see your boobs. Disregard the small human placed upon it. Feel threatened !! Make it about you!
It wasn’t even legal to breastfeed in public in all 50 States until 2018.
I still haven’t publicly breastfed. The asshole in me wants to whip my boobs out left and right. My husband has asked me not to start shit. Mostly he doesn’t want anyone to see my boobs. lolz.
But if my girl is hungry and we are in public, I will feed her. Cover or not.
Does anyone remember “Deep Thoughts, By Jack Handey” On Saturday Night Live?
These are my deep thoughts tonite.
……As you were.