Being a woman.

Being a woman is strange.


I don’t know if I will ever want kids.

You’ll change your mind eventually.

Some days I gain enough confidence to not wear makeup.

You look like shit today.

Wow, today is not great. I don’t feel very happy.

Smile.

He’s a great friend.

That bitch friend zoned me.

 

Hey, that hurt my feelings.

Why are you so emotional?

I hung out with him the other night.

Slut.

I’m sorry. I’m not interested.

Bitch.


Yet, I love myself and I love who I am.

 

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