my dad never let me borrow his fergie cd because she was lookin sexy on the cover and he didn’t want me to what? masturbate to it? well little did he know that that exact action was what turned me gay. should’ve lent me that cd, dad
i thought you were gay because your mom used to play you cher songs while you were still in the womb
i make posts up all the time i have no idea who my real parents are
Like most girls, my daughter hears, “That’s a pretty dress, did you pick it yourself?” or “What lovely hair you have,” or “You have the most amazing eyelashes,” or “I like the bows on your shoes,” or “You are so cute” almost every time somebody engages in conversation with her.
If family, friends, shop assistants, complete strangers, and even Santa only remark on how girls look, rather than what they think and do, how can we expect girls to believe that they have anything more to offer the world than their beauty?