today a guy offered me $500 in the craft store parking lot to show him my panties. not even joking. when I got into my car he got out of his and tried to come lean in my window and ask for my phone number and i wish it was ok to run over people sometimes when they deserve it.
what the fuck, people. i just wanted to buy some beads and shit.where is the horde of angry feminists
that our media makes so much of
when you really need them?
people have been texting me all day wanting to hang out and i’m just
"hmm, i don’t know if I want to leave the house again for a while. outside world is gross."
Heinrich Kühn, “Miss Mary Sitting,” c. 1908
© Diether Schönitzer Courtesy of The Museum of Fine Arts, Houston, museum purchase with funds provided by the Museum Collectors.