what if i just scheduled a bunch of vague textposts with weird references to post when im sleeping and thats it thats the whole queue when im absent in the day nothing happens i just have kinda unsettling textposts appear on my blog when im sleeping and i never talk about them theyre just there.
She had stayed a virgin so she wouldn’t be called a tramp; had married so she wouldn’t be called an old maid; faked orgasms so she wouldn’t be called frigid; had children so she wouldn’t be called barren; had not been a feminist because she didn’t want to be called queer and a man hater; never nagged or raised her voice so she wouldn’t be called a bitch…..
She had done all that and yet, still, this stranger had dragged her into the gutter with the names that men call women when they are angry.
Evelyn wondered, why always sexual names? And why when men wanted to degrade other men, did they call them pussies? As if that was the worst thing in the world. What have we done to be thought of that way? To be called cunt?
Evelyn Couch, Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe