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The Meaning of “I Love You”
I remember the first time I said “I love you” to a romantic partner. We were walking on a pier in Manhattan, and he stopped to kiss me. He said it first, nervous, uncertain, blushing. I grinned,...
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XHamster’s Publicity Stunt
All that can be said about Brock Turner and his jail sentence has already been said. This story is nothing new: survivors of sexual assault are put through grueling, horrific re-traumatization, they...
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Objectification Versus Love
I remember the first time I was catcalled. I was a late bloomer, and my tits barely grew at all, so I never received the same level of attention that some of my friends did. I spent much of my middle...
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The Throne
I’ve published a (very) short story here, on my friend’s page, Degenerate Nation! Check it out!
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Monster, Me
I am an empty fleshbag. I am continually seeking ways to fill this hollow sack. Sometimes, the fleshbag is hungry for validation, so I hunt for compliments. This merely takes the edge off; my pride...
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My Evolution
So I’ve arrived: I am twenty-six years old, in the supposed “prime of my life”, with a graduate degree, jobless, and in the midst of a full-blown existential and/or identity crisis. I’m no stranger to...
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The Pussy Will Bite Back
I have spent a lot of time, over the past week, thinking about Donald Trump’s words. Frankly, they come as no surprise to me and I’m a little miffed that this is what seems to be the straw that breaks...
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I Am Heartbroken
I am an object. I do not deserve to make decisions about my own body. This body can be grabbed without my consent. My voice should not be heard. Nasty, competent, tough, intelligent women can not be...
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About Last Night
Today, November 9 2016, has been the saddest day in my entire life. I woke up this morning, after three hours of restless sleep, with the heaviest of hearts, in a catatonic state. I walked to the...
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I Am Finished
I am no longer going to keep myself quiet in order to make the men around me more comfortable. I am no longer going to swallow my words when someone says something bigoted. I do not owe anyone an...
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Try Me, I Dare You
The results of this election have awakened a sleeping lion inside of me. Before November 9th, I was content to sit back and complain. Now, the intersectional feminist in me is readying herself for war....
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I Was on a Radio Show!
Check me out here! I show up around 8 minutes and 15 seconds into the show. I am often frustrated by my inability to articulate myself when I’m speaking. I get flustered and overwhelmed by all of the...
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I Am a Bad Feminist
Some would call me a bad feminist. I listen to The Weeknd almost religiously. I prefer male partners who display at least some semblance of chivalry. I still consistently fake orgasms. I watch porn...
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On Fire
For a month now, I have been a woman on fire. My rage is less acute than it was four weeks ago, but the fury remains, fed by the never-ending supply of trash that Trump throws in the pit. So, in order...
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A Dream (Fantasy)
I am face down, and there are hands, everywhere. They’re the same pair of hands, multiplied dozens of times, calloused and thick, scratching lines into my smooth skin. I am not tied, but I am trapped –...
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Monogamy Contemplations
My alienation from monogamy started over four years. At the time, it felt like a protective measure, but it soon became an integral part of my identity; I am the woman who “doesn’t do monogamy”. I wore...
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Violentine
I want to be choked. Slapped. Beaten. I want to ignite such horrendous passion, to feel helpless, to wear my bruises like badges – dull, throbbing reminders that I am more than this, nothing...
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American Bitch
I’ve never been a huge fan of the HBO show Girls. Although I respect Lena Dunham’s work, I think she is wildly unaware of her white privilege, and I find that it detracts from my ability to fully...
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Breaking Up
In most ways, I am someone who “lets life happen” to me. I tend to allow the universe to take the reigns. The fewer decisions I make, the less regret I have to deal with – or so I tell myself. But a...
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All I Am
All I am is sex. I embraced it. I tried to take ownership of it by melding it to my shape – I turned myself into a fantasy; donned a latex identity and it hugged every curve, satisfied every itch....
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