My name is Lovett
I'm 17, I'm just your average weirdo who happens to be up the street. And my blog is a reflection of me so...it's obviously going to be a hot mess, but if you're into that kind of thing (and I seriously hope you are) then stick around for the weirdness and the hot messness.
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When I was 12 boys slid their hand up my thigh and slapped my butt. I smiled and took it because I didn’t know it was okay to say stop. I didn’t know that I could say no. So, when the principal calls telling me my daughter is suspended for punching a boy who wouldn’t stop touching her, I will cook her favorite meals. When she tells me how she cursed at the boy who wouldn’t move his hands off her knee even though she asked him to, I will smile and pull out her favorite movie to watch together. I will celebrate the fact that she accepts her body as her own and knows she has the right to say no. I never want my daughter to think her body belongs to men, because it is her own and my god should she be proud. I will teach her it’s more than okay to say stop, something I wish I had known when I was that age. By Don’t be soft, let the world know you exist, 5-26-14, 9:01AM (via fleurlungs)