Look at me, im doing this not late as fuck at night when i can hardly see. theoretically this should mean this is sort of a good post but im in a sad mood so it probably wont be. also im typing this on a computer so the im is not autocorrected to I'm and im not going to do anything about this.
ok, musings of a freakling. so i have been listening to the song she by wolf alice which is good and i'd recommend it. and like what happens with songs when i listen to them, i got a little shocked how yet another person writes something that directly describes my life when they have never met me.
It's so easy to rebel
she knows she knows she knows
....
I wish i was like you
i wish i was you
now. i don't know what she knows but i have thoughts on the other bits. she doesn't know as far as i know. but yes. so most of my friends are girl type people, i dont have anything specific against men, just several unspecific things and i dont tend to connect with them on a bro level. several of them have said how much they admire me for wearing make up. i love them for his. i love that something so fundamental about me is being accepted but i feel a bit like a fraud. i dont really wear it to rebel, i do a bit. i like not conforming but the honest fact of the matter is i wear it to fit in. totally unsuccessfully. i wear it to fit in with being a girl. which literally never happens (separate issue). It is so easy to rebel, but its not about rebelling. urgh. it's al about wishing i didnt have to rebel. it would be nice to rebel entirely out of choice
i am a rebel rebel. but out of having to. not my choice
not my choice. I'm not trying to be cool, if it works thats great but its a by product
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