I don't know if any boys will ever read my book, so if you're reading this and have a man in your life * any man will do* tell him the following:
You are a king
You are smart
You are kind
You are beautiful and handsome as hell.
You don't need a sick pack.
You don't need a jaw that can cut through diamonds.
You don't need fuck-me lines.
You don't always have to "man up"
You are allowed to cry.
You are allowed to pamper yourself, manicures and pedicures are totally okay. It doesn't make you less masculine.
You don't need a list of girls/guys that you've slept with to prove that you're a 'man', it's honestly admirable if you can keep one girl/ guy for a long time.
You don't have to make more money than me.
Baby, you are the stuff of fairytales, the hero from our novels, the angel in our dreams.
We are sorry, that while we're so focused on becoming princesses, we forget that some of you don't believe that you are Princes.
Sincerely, Feminists everywhere.
YOU ARE READING
Feminist AF!
Humor" and I will raise my daughters to believe that they can breath fire" See for yourself why so many of us are proud to be called feminists. I'll make even the strongest none believers pause and think.
