Why do men think it's okay for them to publicly comment on my body? I could feel your eyes assess me up and down which is why I turned my back toward you. When you start commenting on my tattoos, telling me how foolish I look, how I'll regret them et cetera, why do you think that's okay? You fucking creep-stache, greying old shit. Fuck you both and your entitlement. My body is not yours to comment on. I am not public property. Leave all women alone and die quicker. My eyes had daggers and contempt in them for you, nothing less. —ellywithdaggersdrawn