why?
They see me as a short weak little girl. Who belongs in the kitchen.
Not in an office. Not in military or police. Not anywhere else but a kitchen.
Both men and women see me this way. It makes me want to not exist. If my purpose is housewife or kitchen. I don’t want to continue.
Strangers are always either afraid of me or comfortable enough to walk right up and touch my hair without asking.
No clue why.
People don't "think of me", because I am a ghost... an apparition, passing them on a rainy day on a crowded city street. I have no family, no friends, no one who will even notice on the day I die. I am invisible to you.
Many things. But it does not concern me.
In fact the haters are the envious ones.
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I pick C. i am definitely an acquired taste.
Not sure, and not overly concerned about it unless it is some psycho looking to off me.
My friends like me for who i am.
Don't know and don't care neither..
I’m the C
Idgaf!
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