Another PSA to the classmate I only talk to for the oppressive stupidity that pours out of his mouth (A follow-up to 'the word 'Retarded'') Me: I think you're being homophobic. Saying, 'It's like it would be really cool to have a gay friend' kind of makes it sound like you'd be friends with someone based purely off their sexuality. It also comes directly after you suggested you'd like to be friends with a midget. Are you equating sexuality and being a midget?
This is the most beautiful poem
You have woken the witch that lives deep inside me.
You have removed the slumber chains from the giant of old.
You have handed me a box of matches and no chaperone
And a world made of lies and polyester.
You have barked up the wrong bitch.
I have shucked off the good, southern lady’s cloak,
Of the homecoming court, the cheerleader,
The preacher’s daughter, hands gentled in her lap.
They tied it at my neck with a bow, a Gordian girl-knot,
When I was young and bossy and sure-footed
“For protection,” they said.
Whose protection? I wondered.
I have sent that shit out to the dry cleaners
I will not pick it up
They can sell it for a profit from a rack on the street.
From now on,
I’m exposing the raw pink edges of my true skin to the sun.
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This is where the story needed to go. Also known as, I can't be creative and take my story in a different direction so I can subvert tropes.
All my life, I've been taught to be kind. To live and let live, to always start with 'please' and finish with 'thank you', and to never be rude or disrespectful. It's one of my main beliefs, to be irrevocably good to people. I was okay with that, for the longest time, before I realized that it didn't necessary mean that people would be good to me. I live in a country where distrust is as common as hair loss advertisements, which trust me- is a lot. I know now, not to smile openly at strangers, to walk confident and aloof down the streets amongst the catcalls, to be unafraid of saying 'No.'