Welcome To The New Age;

Where 'no' means 'yes' and 'yes' means 'get me pregnant.'

Where a woman's underwear can be waved in front of a court like a white flag justifying all the reasons why he raped her. 

And where the lining a woman's dress is the difference between 'leave me alone' and 'fuck me right here on the table'

When I was 16 years old, a teacher touched me on the knee, caressing the skin with his callous thumbs and I was told that men like that deserve a little 'fresh meat' and I should just suck it up and enjoy it. 

That a man's attention is needed, wanted and imminent in every society by every woman; regardless of their age.

You see, I don't know much about the anatomy but I've learnt the ugly truth that what's inside him is his and what's inside her is also his.

I want the autonomy of anatomy but precisely I gotta bow down to he who holds such power over me. 

Now, I don't know much about society but I now know that if you tell a cat-caller to fuck off, you're discrediting his compliment, degrading his power and being a plain old bitch.

But you see, I don't mind being a plain old bitch because if I'm a plain old bitch then I'm discrediting your vulgar language and hoping you get the message that women don't want to smile more because you tell them they should.

I mean, why would they smile?

Their living in The New Age.