… there’s no need to prepare your keys to gouge my eyes out.
When I see women do this around me, I feel a little glad for them that they don’t need to do this and a little sad they don’t (and really can’t) know that they don’t need to do this.
I understand feeling hurt that someone might be afraid of me, but that gets erased when I exercise a little empathy for that person who is afraid.
When I see women do this around me, I feel a little glad for them that they don’t need to do this and a little sad they don’t (and really can’t) know that they don’t need to do this.
I understand feeling hurt that someone might be afraid of me, but that gets erased when I exercise a little empathy for that person who is afraid.