My body not yours
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She heard a fly buzz.
Surrounded by anticipating eyes.
But she’d been fed lies
To glamorize
It all just because.
the thick, hot air hit my skin as i stepped outside
as i walked to my dads car, the serence silence was interrupted by whistles and hollers
i look up to see a car driving away filled with men much older than me
From a young age, we female-bodied people are taught many things:
That our worth will not depend on who we are inside, but instead on
The size of our waists,
Yes mother
I have a stomach
Yes mother
I know that when I wear tight dresses that stomach shows
But no mother
I will not go change
I will not return the dress
