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Do you think I don't know that the catcalling won't cease? Don't you think I know there will be those that view me as a piece of meat? I want you to know that that's not why I am a feminist.
Once upon a time In a sleepy small town Lived a pretty young girl In a pretty blue gown When one late night
Yesterday I spent 70 dollars on two shirts and shades I saw a guy with a cute fade I wanted to talk to him Something was holding me back A lack of something I was confused
Show me the part In your scripture Where it reads "The female shan't carry hair in her pits." Show me the picture Of hairless legs And straightened locks And bared nether regions