Female rage.
So pretty, so polite.
We can scream without letting a single sound out, we scream with our eyes, with our silence.
Loud silence. Loud eyes.
It comes from so deep, from a cupboard of bottled up frustrations and centuries of anger.
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i’m just a girl! what do u mean my credit card is real money i have to pay off???
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