When I was 12 boys slid their hand up my thigh and slapped my butt. I smiled and took it because I didn’t know it was okay to say stop. I didn’t know that I could say no. So, when the principal calls telling me my daughter is suspended for punching a boy who wouldn’t stop touching her, I will cook her favorite meals. When she tells me how she cursed at the boy who wouldn’t move his hands off her knee even though she asked him to, I will smile and pull out her favorite movie to watch together. I will celebrate the fact that she accepts her body as her own and knows she has the right to say no. I never want my daughter to think her body belongs to men, because it is her own and my god should she be proud. I will teach her it’s more than okay to say stop, something I wish I had known when I was that age.
Getting bad again for no reason after you’ve been so happy for a long time is literally one of the worst feelings ever
When it gets to around 930-10pm at work all of our baggers go home leaving 4 cashiers without baggers so we bag for each other instead.
I was bagging for one of the other cashiers last night and an older guy got in line with 5 items, all produce. I ask him he wants everything in plastic and he tells me and the cashier “some guys dont like their meat wrapped”.
And we were the last 2 cashiers working before the overnight got there and she had never worked past 930 before so she didnt know any of the night stock guys and I was facing her and she interrupts and asks “are those 2 of the night guys?” So I turned around and said yes and she smiles and says “they were looking at your ass when they walked by.”
u readin this?
u a princess.
i dont care if youre a goddamn bodybuilder, ur now princess protein