“I hear you had plans for kissing me goodbye publicly. Answer this - why didn’t you?”
— Ginevra King in a letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald, 1915
netflix and…rest your head on my thigh while I run my fingers through your hair continuously
it’s my boyfriend
“We teach girls shame. “Close your legs. Cover yourself.” We make them feel as though being born female they’re already guilty of something. And so, girls grow up to be women who cannot say they have desire. They grow up to be women who silence themselves. They grow up to be women who cannot say what they truly think. And they grow up — and this is the worst thing we do to girls — they grow up to be women who have turned pretense into an art form.”
— Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, We Should All Be Feminists
“I’m not like the other girls” I say while sipping apple juice out of a sippy cup and eating mac and cheese out of a Disney plate. “In fact, I’m not just a girl. I’m literally a child.”