One time while using a public restroom a middle aged lady came up to me and was like "Why is there a man in here?" So I looked around panicked and then I saw a female with buzzed hair wearing male clothing. I told the lady "no she's a girl" and the lady was like "oh" and the lady looked really embarrassed. My point of the story is, shut the frick up and mind your own damn business. As long as he/she isn't bothering anyone who gives a hoot.
bah! who needs definitions.
Seriously, tho- a good friend of mine has let me know he is like this. I don't understand it. But, I realized that if I care enough about him to try to understand who he is then I have to take him where he is. If I just want him to fit into my little definitions and brackets for my own comfort then I will likely lose a very good friend. Sorry for the book here.
*runs*
Seriously, tho- a good friend of mine has let me know he is like this. I don't understand it. But, I realized that if I care enough about him to try to understand who he is then I have to take him where he is. If I just want him to fit into my little definitions and brackets for my own comfort then I will likely lose a very good friend. Sorry for the book here.