I am angry that I, as a woman, have been taught to exist as something sexual for other people, but not for myself. I am angry that I have been taught not to be “too sexual” or “slutty” but also not to be a prude. I am angry that I have been taught that sex should always please the man, because it’s assumed that I’ll be having sex with a man, and that I give a damn what he thinks about my vagina or what I do with it. I am angry that I was never taught about my own anatomy, but I was taught very early that men think with their penises, and that they “”“”can’t help it.”“” I am angry that I have been taught, along with my generation, that men need sex and women need relationships. I am angry that I have been taught that those interests can never coincide in one person, and that sex before marriage is a bad thing. I am angry that I have been told my breasts and vagina are for other people and never for me, and that anyone else has a fucking say in what I do with them. They don’t, and never will.
(Source: theonstark)
