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When I was around sixteen, I became hyper aware of how the boys my age categorized the girls around them.The ones they found attractive were worthy of attention, the others... not so much.
0 degrees: When you are born a girl pink is your life. Your shoes, your dress, your hair bow. It's a pretty cool color. 90 degrees:
Dear young women, One day, you'll have your hair pulled by a boy and You'll hear your grandpa tell you he just has a crush on you, That he's just a boy, so what else could you expect?