Androgynous [F]
So the other day, I boarded the train southbound back home after work. I take my seat and see this blonde girl wearing tight jeans sitting like a man and listening to her iPod on the other side of the carriage. I can’t see her face because she is looking down at her iPod and her silky hair is covering. I’m no pervert, as a matter of fact I don’t look at a person unless I plan on giving them a friendly random hello, but I just wanted to see her face.
Next stop, she gets up and walks to the door then looks around, and I see that this is not a silky haired wahine but a damn girly looking dude… Androgynous emos! What the heck is up with this sense of style? LULZ sorry about that read folks I just really needed to get that off my chest. Writing this out was like my atonement or something. Case in point: not a perv, jeans are cool, ambiguous sexual identity doesn’t get me off, likes girls but must keep my head down on my iPod when aboard the train next time. Chur.
…Is there a moral to this story? Anyone?
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