red as blood
black as night
I don’t want to forget…
I was being offered roles that I didn’t feel were very complicated. Women that were a bit one-dimensional. Roles that required me to be one thing. Real women never are.
College students only have 2 levels of stress:
1) I don’t give a fuck
2) OH MY GOD IF I CAN’T DO THIS MY LIFE IS OVER I’M GONNA HAVE TO WORK AT MCDONALDS
There is no in between.
I will not fall prey to society’s desire to turn girls into emotional, insecure neurotics who pull up their dresses at the first flattering remark.