Dear people who whistle, cat call, stare, grope, grab, “accidentally” brush by, start grinding on me without asking, assault, violate, and/or rape:
Just because you can see it doesn’t mean it’s yours. This is a lesson we’ve been taught since infancy. So don’t think that just because I’m standing in front of you means that all of a sudden I’m yours. I’m not. I’m mine. So fuck off.
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