there's an old trope that shows up in literature; the beloved fool who realizes his folly and tries to rectify it, and loses his lovability. Have you ever read Flowers for Algernon?
I am the fool.
That's just the patriarchy stamping us down, I guess!
Police, nurse and namely naval uniforms.
what uniforms?
I dun understand why men had that sick look when they see us in uniforms.
I have it saved on my computer, actually
I found this in my old PMs!! good times, good times.
Am I in your dream too? And more important, did I win the lightsaber fight?
I had a dream about a lightsaber battle, and I'm pretty sure it's YOUR FAULT
