she's so scared to takeupspace that even the weight of her bones sometimes feels like too much.

But what if the devil is just a woman who was banished to hell to stoke the flames as punishment for standing up to him?

Ready for a harsh truth? Women don’t need your validation. We already have our own.

To be a woman is to be warbound, knowing all the odds are stacked against you.

I bleed twelve weeks a year, so I know a thing or two about bloodstains.

Curves and fat and rolls are a colossal ‘fuck you’ to the patriarchy – our accidental rebellion.

It’s such a shame that you will finally have to learn that there are consequences to treating women like they’re nothing. You may have gotten to walk away, but a piece of me will follow you forever. Now, isn’t that romantic?

Women endure because we aren’t given any other choice.

Womanhood doesn’t have to be this twisted competition.