Meet your Posher, Dawn →
I just added this listing on Poshmark: Meet your Posher, Dawn.
Hi! I’m Dawn Dropkick. Some of my favorite brands are Too Fast, Sourpuss, and Lip Service.. Thanks for stopping by!
I’m here to buy, not sell. Shipping is outrageous here. (4.99 for everything? Really??!! They never heard of USPS First class?)
Plus, I really prefer Paypal… I’m here to find what eBay doesn’t have.
Hi! I’m Dawn Dropkick. Some of my favorite brands are Too Fast, Sourpuss, and Lip Service.. Thanks for stopping by!
I’m here to buy, not sell. Shipping is outrageous here. (4.99 for everything? Really??!! They never heard of USPS First class?)
Plus, I really prefer Paypal… I’m here to find what eBay doesn’t have.
The intro for PBS' MYSTERY! inspired by the art of Edward Gorey
I say “I am a feminist” And while you laugh at this movement and in turn, I laugh at you But I do not laugh at your rape jokes Because basic human rights are not funny
and you laugh
because “Women have rights already”
you are laughing at the 15 million girls who will become child brides this year alone
you are laughing at the millions of young girls sold into sex slavery
and at the 70% of women in India who are victims of domestic violence
and at the one in five rape victims in the United States
and at all of the people in the world who are discriminated against
because of something as simple as their gender
for your lack of an understanding
towards a movement that affects you
and everyone that you know and love
I do not laugh when you tell me to “Shut up and make you a sandwich”
I do not laugh at your utter negligence to an issue as important as this
The very real experiences of those victimized
solely due to their sex
is not laughable
The suffering of my entire gender
is not a fucking joke that you are allowed to make.
Damn it, my husband does this all the time and I never get cake.
What cruel hell is this!?
“You painted a naked woman because you enjoyed looking at her, put a mirror in her hand and you called the painting “Vanity,” thus morally condemning the woman whose nakedness you had depicted for you own pleasure.” ― John Berger, Ways of Seeing
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