But women can never be careful enough, can we? If we take naked pictures of ourselves, we’re asking for it. If someone can manage to hack into our accounts, we’re asking for it. If we’re not wearing anti-rape nail polish, we’re asking for it. If we don’t take self-defence classes, we’re asking for it. If we get drunk, we’re asking for it. If our skirts are too short, we’re asking for it. If we pass out at a party, we’re asking for it. If we are not hyper-vigilant every single fucking second of every single fucking day, we are asking for it. Even when we are hyper-vigilant, we’re still asking for it. The fact that we exist is asking for it.
This is what rape culture looks like.
This is what misogyny looks like.”
I can stick to anyone
At least for a little while
A caffeinated string of cartoon smiles
And conversations sharp and deep
A tempting sample of who I could be
Without the broken glass that’s waiting underneath
So I’d walk soft if I were you
You could cut up your feet
For now it’s just what I am
It’s not what I’ll be, hopefully.
See I’m in love with everyone
With every sweetheart on the scene
Each set of cheekbones that’ll flare past me
And I’m not saying that it’s right
I’m just saying that it’s where
I’m at tonight