What’s Love Got To Do With It

Sometimes I’m like

“Feminism is the most constant

Most consistently positive source of

Social change that we need to foster

To improve quality of life

For all individuals of all backgrounds”

And other times I’m like

“Wow—

Only thin, pretty, femme individuals

Are benefited by feminism enough to have

The opportunity to fuck powerful men

And try and be one of them —

If they are successful they get to live

In obscurity

Flying to Europe to suck

Some old man’s dick

Trying to convince yourself

It’s love, when love’s got

Nothing to do with it.

Then I remember

This is just

Yet another real person I know

Who hates fat people almost as much

As they hate reflection. Again

Funny how those two things

Often coincide in the same person.