1. It’s like her body makes forgiveness
the way mine makes blood.
The way it flows from her when she’s injured
2. She says “There is no such thing as destiny
There is nothing you can’t control.”
But she is wrong. She is so, so wrong.
3. I choke on my secrets. I show her my scars.
She says “Memories, are like family,
you can always walk away.” (She hasn’t
seen her father since high school)
4. She’s one of those anarchists
that’s really just hopeful.
Revolutionaries that in their hearts
are still children with tree branch swords.
Deep down, she believes the world is perfectible.
*actually takes homework out of backpack* Progress
feminism never made me hate men but the reaction to feminism sure as shit did
some men* you literally cannot hate people you’ve never met or even heard of.
oh MY GOD OH MY GOD OHH M Y GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OHHHYM GOD OH MY GOD OH MY OD OOOOOH MY GOD oh MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD O H MY GO D OH MY GOD O H M Y GO D OH MY GOD OH MY GOD