Sometimes I don't understand my own gender. So I was at the mall with a few of my friends from dance, cause our shoes were wearing out and we wanted new ones.
I offered to pay for the girls, but they declined. So we got to the checkout at a dance store, and we had new shoes. I went up to pay for myself, but let the girls go ahead of me. All of us were talking to each other as they payed. Then I got up to pay and the guy at the counter said "you should pay for those girls. Men should always pay for the weaker sex."
I was like WHAT? Weaker sex? Girls? No way. Those girls are not weak, they could probably beat all of us up without breaking a sweat.
And then later I came out to my parents and my dad says "I don't really care as long as your the one fucking, not being fucked." I was about to kill him.
Merry Christmas (eve) and happy holidays!!
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So this is the real me, not the me my family knows or my friends know. This is the me that has tried to take his life and regrets that it didn't work. I'm sorry my sister that you may read this and I'm sorry that I didn't tell you or mom and dad. O...