I am still hoping I wake up someday to realize that this is all not real. That this was some sick world my brain came up with to make me face the life I was scared of.
My father had taught me to be nice first, because you can always be mean later, but once you’ve been mean to someone, they won’t believe the nice anymore. So be nice, be nice, until it’s time to stop being nice, then destroy them.
Seriously - this girl was betrayed and humiliated by someone she thought she could trust, had her personal life and sex life spread all over the internet, and rebounded to become one of the most famous people in our culture right now. You might say that Kim K and the kardashians are “famous for nothing”, but you have to have some respect for a woman who completely turned that situation on its head and rewrote the script to prioritize her own agency. Our culture doesn’t allow that for too many women, so let’s not forget how impressive that is.
literally what i tell everyone about kim k!
There’s no point to a guy yelling, “Hey sexy baby” at me out of the passenger window of a car as it speeds past. Even if I was into creepy misogynists and wanted to give him my number, I couldn’t. The car didn’t even slow down. But that’s okay, because he wasn’t actually hitting on me. The point wasn’t to proposition me or chat me up. The only point was to remind me, and all women, that our bodies are his to stare at, assess, comment on, even touch. “Hey sexy baby” is the first part of a sentence that finishes, “this is your daily message from the patriarchy, reminding you that your body is public property”.