at least if I look at myself and all of the feminists I’ve met.
I freaking LOVE men. They’re beautiful and smell good and if a guy is intelligent and passionate and good at something I’m dead. I’m just dead. I’m putty.
I think that a lot of feminists are women that ADORE men, and I can’t speak for anyone but myself, but I think that’s why it’s so upsetting when guys are misogynists or defend patriarchy; I just want to be friends with you and/or kiss your face and tell you that you’re awesome. Not are you being decidedly UN-awesome when you do shit like that, but you’re essentially telling me I’m not as important as you because I don’t deserve to live as a fully fledged citizen. It hurts. If you’re hurting me, of course I’m going to react. How can we be friends or lovers if one of us is being treated like we aren’t worthy of rights, let alone friendship or love?
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