"well, it seems we are at an impasse."
"so we are. carry on, cat"
"same to you, bird."
"NEITHER OF US CAN EAT THE OTHER SO LET US SAY GOOD DAY"
anti-choice people on tumblr being like ”please don’t consider an abortion, i am here for you <3” like… what exactly do you plan to do, being most likely thousands of miles away? giving them a job? watching their kid while they are studying at university? fixing their abusive relationship to…
In the slam poem “I Think She Was A She,” spoken word poet and performance artist Leyla Josephine recounts the abortion she had as a teenager and the cultural shame she’s been constantly confronted with ever since.