I wonder if there are straight people who have legitimately never questioned their sexuality before. I thought I was a lesbian at 9, bisexual at 13, and then when I was 15 I realized I was straight. Do other straight people have those journeys? I guess maybe homosexual people could have never questioned their sexuality either. Just knew from day one.
The movie But I’m a Cheerleader has me wondering these things. I really do agree with Kinsey’s heterosexual-homosexual rating scale. We all fall somewhere on it.
I’m sure women do it too, but I feel like there are so many men out there just being entitled assholes. Women do not dress or make daily decisions because of you and stop acting like it. It’s like if you don’t put yourself through an immense amount of emotional or physical pain just to remain attractive to them, then she’s not a true woman and doesn’t deserve a man. It’s bullshit!
If a woman wants a breast reduction, good for her! I’m sure it hurts her back constantly and it’s impossible to find clothes that fit. Don’t spout some crap about how she’s ruining a good thing. Just because HE thought it was attractive.
If a woman doesn’t want to spend the money or hours of her life making her body perfectly hairless just because the guy is too fucking ignorant to realize that it’s still the leg of a woman and a vagina is still a vagina, the she should be able to do that. It is her body. A nicely trimmed vagina is still a vagina. Stop insisting women keep their area completely hairless because that is impossible to maintain. Feel free to not shave balls because that shit looks weird anyways.
If a woman wants to get any type of piercing, tattoo, or dye her hair then she should be able to do that without gross 40+ men hitting on her. We do not make those decisions based on you. A nose piercing is not an invitation for someone twice their age to try to sexualize them. It’s revolting, insulting, and demeaning.
I hate to be so sexist, but I just genuinely feel like I have to remind guys frequently that they are not the center of women’s thoughts. We do not live to please men. We’re the ones with the vagina. I also don’t like when women give into all that bullshit just because a guy wants them to. You don’t owe anyone anything except the same amount of respect they show you.
BOTTOM LINE: the foot binding days are over. I will not permanently break my feet so that YOU can feel secure that I will never leave you or the house; although, you would still have the freedom to come and go as you please. That’s just a shitty deal.
I really dislike my brother’s mom. She expects my family to go out of their way for Mitchell when she would never do the same for me. One time she was supposed to pick me and my sister up from school and just didn’t show up because she needed to feed my brother. So my sister was left standing outside for an hour without a phone or any way of knowing that someone wasn’t going to come get her. And then she got mad at us for being mad at her for that. She refused to talk to my mom for months over it. So I fucking hate her. That’s only one instance but that’s basically how she acts all the time. It makes me resent my brother which sucks because I wish I could be closer to him.
Every time I think about dying I get really upset to the point of tears. How can we live our lives when we know one day it’s just all going to end? You’ll never think, smile, breath, or wake up again. You’ll just become nothing. Only meaningful to the people who knew you who will someday also die. It all seems so pointless except I would rather live forever than end it sooner. It’s even scary thinking about how you won’t even be able to mourn your own death.