I don’t like to go shopping and spend hours in a mall.
I don’t like going out to party every friday night.
I like to watch football, basketball or soccer.
I don’t scream my feelings out into the world, I cut them into my skin.
I don’t know how to do my makeup right. Mascara for special occasions fits just right.
I don’t know how to count calories. I just love to eat.
You want to go out with your friends instead of hanging out with me all night? Go ahead.
You want to go to the gym with your best man? I‘d love to hear all about it over dinner.
I‘m the girl who is okay with not seeing you for a week. I‘m used to being alone.
I don’t want you to feel sorry for me.
I want you to take your time to get to know me.
To get to know my reasons why I‘m scared of men yelling.
Why I‘m scared of men touching me.
Why I‘m scared of the things I‘m scared of.
I want you to respect me and my needs just the way I respect you.
Is that too much to ask for?
I‘m different so why can’t somebody else be too?