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Menstruator, and other words that rhyme with ‘hate her’
if you wish to be inclusive
please amend your language usage
‘woman’ has now been disabled
this is how you shall be labelled:
ovulator, menstruator, gestator, incubator
procreator, lactator, child-curator, care-taker
homemaker, meal-maker, vacuum-cleaner-operator
titillator, conciliator, erotic-roleplay-stimulator
if a woman should resist
any title from this list
please ensure her full compliance
here is how to squash defiance:
moderate, invalidate, ensure that you re-educate her
irritate her, frustrate her, make sure you exasperate her
do berate her, denigrate her, obviously you castigate her
deprecate her, do deflate her, tell her you depreciate her
dominate, humiliate, and certainly manipulate her
subjugate, domesticate, and if you can, you abnegate her
penetrate her, impregnate her, all her life administrate her
regulate, incarcerate, and you shall incapacitate her
violate her, desecrate her, let your actions devastate her
decorate her, mutilate her, crush her and debilitate her
obviate, excoriate, and with your words eviscerate her
decimate, intimidate, until you can subordinate her
designate her, emulate her, mimic her and obfuscate her
appropriate, adulterate, mock and then impersonate her
exterminate, obliterate, and finally annihilate her
disintegrate, evaporate, replace and then eradicate her
just negate her
just negate her
just negate her
hate her
~Irischild
they took the hair on our legs and decided it was a shameful, disgusting thing
they said nothing about their own leg hair
they took our genitals and decided it was an ugly, disgusting and shameful thing, only good enough for them to use for their pleasure
they praised their own genitals and drew them on every corner of this planet
they took our bodies and decided they have to be fragile, small and easy to objectify, or we aren’t worth as human beings anymore
they keep their human value no matter what they look like
they took our periods, neglecting they were all born from them, and decided they were gross and shameful thing, not even to be mentioned in their presence
all pain they have to go through is over-dramatized and talked about constantly
they took our clothes and made it uncomfortable, see through, impractical, revealing, objectifying
then they accused us of distracting them when we wear it, accused us of asking for unwanted touch and abuse when they feel entitled to our bodies
they set us up in a trap then laughed at us for suffering inside of it
they never intended to acknowledge our pain
what’s been done to us is “life”, according to them
what they do to each other is “our fault”, according to them
we’ve been used as scapegoats for their own faults
we’ve been used as toys for their pleasure and satisfaction
we’ve been used as trophies for them to show off their importance
it was enough
I had enough.
bleatmop
Mystro
Dead Wild Roses 
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