An old man started pawing at my arm at the bus stop today, apparently “admiring” my tattoos. I tried to be gracious and said “thank you”, then inched away from him. He then caressed my arm and told me the bus was coming. I wanted to kick his shitty ass, but instead I just told icily declared that that was not my bus.
I am pissed that I live in a world where I have grown to expect being totally invaded by men of all ages who think that women’s bodies are public property. I’m pissed at myself for allowing a sexist code of conduct to prevent me from stuffing that grizzly, entitled, old hand down his own fucking throat.
(Source: gone-and-forgotten, via mudwerks)