People have often mistaken me for a boy when I’ve had my hair short, and for some reason they’re always completely embarrassed when they realize that I’m not, and they apologize too much as though I should be so offended by this error.
Alternately, there are people who have tried to use “you look like a boy” as an insult to me when my hair is kept short, as if that ought to be incredibly hurtful.
What I don’t understand is why people expect me to give a flying fuck in either of these scenarios whether I look like one gender over the other. Why do you think that your opinion of my physical appearance means that much to me? Why do you assume that I would strive for femininity because I have a vagina?
Sometimes I look like a boy, and sometimes I feel like a boy, too. Other times I don’t. There isn’t anything shameful about it either way.
You encourage me to open up.
I do.
You immediately stop responding.
WOO TRUST BUILDING!
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the gods have spoken
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Hanging out with a history major means having an in-depth discussion about WWII/war in general before you’re even done with breakfast. Love it.
if artistic people are forced to take years of math and science then why don’t sciencey people have to take art and music classes
someone found a real life plot hole
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is nobody going to talk about this painting
i mean those men are just casually rIDING THEIR BEARDS NBD
never mind them, i’m more concerned about the guy kidnapping a woman with his beard
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stop being cute if you’re not gonna date me wtf
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