What is it like being a girl?

We display only half a face because, well, everybody knows we have only half a clue, right? And we’re supposed to act like little birds-fragile and delicate on a gentle wing. Walk two steps behind, speak only when spoken to, all prim and proper, that’s what makes us girls, right? It’s in the way we cross our legs, it’s in the way we tie our hair, it’s in the way we walk and talk and dress.

We’re sugar and spice and everything nice, right? Isn’t that our very essence? Aren’t we all just collectively defined by that?

Have some lingerie, it’s going to be a loooong night.

Until next time…


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