Dear #notallmen,
No, not all men, but yes all women. Because saying “I have a boyfriend” will make a guy back off, whereas saying “no” won’t. Because I was taught to give a guy a fake phone number rather then risk their reaction by turning them down. Because I was taught to yell FIRE if I was being assaulted, because other wise no one would come. Because my 13 year old sister was told to “take it as a compliment” when a 50 year old man grabbed her butt and said he wanted to make her scream. Because what men fear most about going to jail is what woman fear most about walking down the street after dark.
Dear India,
Dear World,
If a thief were to argue that the stolen item was just out in the open and they couldn't stop themselves from taking it, that would be considered a confession. Why is it a defense for rape cases?
Dear homosexuals,
Trust me, im not homophobic.
Dear Future Child,
Please know that I want you to be happy and healthy. That's all. I don't care if you like boys or girls or neither, or if you're a boy or a girl or neither. I don't care if you go to an Ivy League school or work at the coffee shop down the street. I don't care if you want children or not. I don't care if you have mental or physical disabilities. I don't care if you make choices I might not always like. You are mine, and I will love you no matter what.
Dear party loyalists,
You shouldn't be voting based on party, you should be voting based on policy
Dear Human,
Together we grew. As I was a puppy, you were a baby. For five years of our life you would on on my ears and pet my tummy. Then I would come to you for a ball. But soon the day came where you had to come to me. My legs grew tired and my breaths grew short. You got stronger, and I got weaker. It was alright that we couldn't play because of my age, because you now had many friends. Then the day came when you were ready to move out. I wasn't sad at first, I wanted you to move on with your life. I wasn't sad until my breaths weren't only shorter, but they soon slowed down. Now I sit here with my last breath. I think about when you left everyday. With my last breath, I realize that we grew up together...and we grew apart. I will love you forever human.
Dear books,
Ever since I was little, I've turned to you to help me get through my own pain. You made me cry when I was too ashamed to cry for myself, you made me laugh when I was too guilty to enjoy my own life, and you made me feel alive in a place that tried to stamp all the life out of me. You are the reason I know how to smile now that I'm in a place that actually wants to see me smile.
Dear world,
We were ridiculously happy when we finally admitted we liked each other. On our first date, we went for coffee, a movie, and dinner. We miss each other when one of us is away. We talk all the time, support each other, and have silly pet names. We want to make a commitment to each other. We're just like any other couple.
Dear world,
If men could get pregnant, there'd be abortion clinics on every corner.
Dear Society,
Lebron James better than Michael Jordan? Yeah, right. Let me know when Lebron saves the Looney Tunes from an alien race.
Dear boy in my class,
No, I did not slap you because I'm racist, I slapped you because you grabbed my ass without having my consent. That's called sexual harassment - no matter whether your skin is white, black, green, yellow or purple.
Dear Christian homophobes,
Please realize that I am not interested in your "forgiveness." I am gay, and I have done nothing wrong. I am not interested in your "mercy" or your "religion." Accept me or not. But don't use religion as an excuse.
Dear Twilight fans,
You have my sympathies. I don't claim to like the books, but we've all got guilty pleasures, and you don't deserve to become the internet's punching bag for yours.
Dear Humans of New York photographer,
Thank you for showing me how each person has a unique story, and if you only take a moment to talk to a complete stranger, beautiful and unexpected things can happen.