“Women are described in animal terms as pets, cows, sows, foxes, chicks, serpents, bitches, beavers, old bats, old hens, mother hens, pussycats, cats, cheetahs, bird-brains, and hare-brains…‘Mother Nature’ is raped, mastered, conquered, mined; her secrets are ‘penetrated,’ her ‘womb’ is to be put into the service of the ‘man of science.’ Virgin timber is felled, cut down; fertile soil is tilled, and land that lies ‘fallow’ is ‘barren,’ useless. The exploitation of nature and animals is justified by feminizing them; the exploitation of women is justified by naturalizing them.”—Karen J. Warren Ecological Feminism (via agentmaya)
I can never work out to the point I won’t have such huge boobs. I am destined to be triggered forever by them and NO AMOUNT IF SWEATING CAN EVEN SHRINK THEM AWAY. Why do I even bother. I don’t want to be touched ever again. Fuck.
“Touch me. Soft eyes. Soft soft soft hand. I am lonely here. O, touch me soon, now. What is that word known to all men? I am quiet here alone. Sad too. Touch, touch me.”—James Joyce, Ulysses (via anhelos)