man, tumblr makes you feel all good about being a girl and being empowered and being worthy and then you go to eat dinner and your dad calls you a bitch and it just zaps you back to the real world where no one thinks any of that and you are still apparently just a dumb little girl who needs to keep her mouth shut in order to get through life.
EVER has a right to touch you if you don’t want to be touched.
Not your husband. Not your fiance. Not your boyfriend. Not your partner. Not your friends. Not even your own family.
You are a person and your body is your own. And it’s a privilege if you allow someone to touch it.
A god damn privilege that can be snatched up and you don’t owe anyone a reason but that it’s your body and only YOUR body.
My parents need to understand that I’m not fucking happy like I used to be, I need space and I like being alone
I want a relationship, not necessarily for sex but just someone to tell everything to and have movie nights with takeaway and just someone to trust
saying women shouldn’t be allowed to get abortions because they were the ones who had unprotected sex is like saying smokers shouldn’t receive treatment for lung cancer or drivers shouldn’t receive treatment in a car crash because they knew the risks when they got a driving license
I think it’s safe to say you’re probably smarter than a lot of the government.