Don't get confused between my personality and my...
When I get to Piedmont Park
For those who think I rant about the patriarchy... →
thelittlekneesofbees: From: Julia Maddera, Georgetown University ‘13. To the first man, who I met by the Eiffel Tower my second week in Paris, when I didn’t know better. Who took me out four times, who waved little red flags that I tried to ignore. Like asking me outright if I was a virgin on the first date, like calling me five different pet names when I’d asked him not to throughout the...