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Now that I’ve written my book and I’m awaiting the arrival of lots of questions from you guys to sort through and pick out for the final chapter, I’ve found myself with a little bit of time to start going through my boxes of Hopeful letters! Currently, I have a box at home and a draw and a bagful…
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i stopped writing for a while. it’s been bothering me. i’ve been literally interrupting dreams to write. (running, jumping, climbing— wait! how would that be worded best? i gotta sit down with this pen that came out of nowhere.) i guess, because i haven’t bothered to physically sit down and make words happen? so my mind is determined to make them happen one way or another. it isn’t terribly productive to write only in your dreams, just so you know. everything tends to stay there in your head where you left it. it’s getting really annoying.
society: oh you have your period? well you have two options.
society: you can use sanitary pads, which make you feel like you are wearing a diaper, and have the added fun benefit of being extremely uncomfortable and give you the extreme paranoia that they will not be enough coverage and at any moment with any movement or sudden sneeze you’ll bleed over onto your clothes and walk around all day with blood stained trousers while everyone points and laughs at you.
woman: sounds awful. what’s my second option.
society: a penis shaped wad of cotton that you shove uncomfortably inside yourself and it catches the blood before it leaves your body.
woman: still seems pretty awful.
society: wait! it gets better! there’s the outside chance that using those will kill you!
woman: well, are they at least free? like how men can have access to free condoms? i mean, it’s not like i’m choosing for this to happen.
society: HAHAHA! that’s funny. no, you have to pay for them. and they’re really fucking expensive.
society: oh, and if you tell anyone that you ARE on your period, your judgement, opinions, and reactions are going to be dismissed as the crazy ramblings of a lunatic.
woman: i think i’ll go with my third option.
society: what third option?
woman: i think i’ll bleed on everything you love.
i swear, if i wasn’t so freaked out about how unsanitary option three is, i’d be all over that.
This line was perfect
If you’re out in public and I see you’re not wearing any protective headgear does that give me the right to smash in your skull with a hammer? I mean you asked for it, since you’re not wearing something to protect your head.