a teenager.
your doormat.
happy right now.
letting my unhappiness get the better of me.
putting up with this bullshit for one more day.
spending my life waiting for you to fly over that wall and join me.
hovering over this tiny bit of land when there is an entire world waiting to be seen.
going to be consumed by the hatred and fear that seems to have eaten away at your zombie souls.
Oh, and to all the men in my friends' and family members' lives who are so threatened by this bitch and her independence that you seem to convince the women in your lives I am the enemy - put down your club and start walking erect. We've evolved, damnit!
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