Well, you’re a girl and..
Damn right you better be impressed.
…Shut up. Don’t question me on my actions.
When you start to make sense, then I won’t question your actions.
That’s the best explanation ever. God dammit, Satan.
Yep, I know. I’m a genius.
I was attempting to look like you today.
Why were you trying to look like a girl? You said they were hilarious.
What brought on this little rant of feminism?
Oh, nothing really, just assholes in the city.
Are you sure? You seemed really… passionate about that?
Yep, I’m sure.
Did he do anything to you? Are you alright?
Yes, he did. He started touching me and crap and even pushed me into an alleyway, because you know, I’m like short and stuff, and I’m really not that strong. And then he started kissing me even though I was telling him to stop and trying to push him away but he wouldn’t let me and kept telling my things he’d do to me until I slammed my fucking knee in his no no square. But yeah, I’m totally alright. I just really need cuddles right now.