completely related to my entry from this morning:
I just walked the dog around the block and a man in a big SUV pickup with tinted windows stopped at a stop sign to holler all the things he wanted to do to me. really explicit, incredibly rude and aggressive.
completely unprovoked, middle of the street, sunday afternoon.
some women came down the street and heard me yelling at him. I wished I hadn't yelled, I wish I'd said something like, "would you like someone to say these things to your girlfriend/mother/sister/aunt/friend/grandmother" but i just told him to fuck off and walked away with his sexual threats echoing down the street behind me.
on any other day it would be irritating. But on a day like this it's hard not to cry.
12:56 p.m. - 2009-12-06
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