I wanna rip my hair out.
No, literally, I really want to rip my hair out. In more formal words, I want to cut my hair super short. Traditionally masculine short. I want the shaved sides and the quiff and the everything.
I want the diamond stud and I want the lip piercing. I want to dye my hair anything but black and I want to wear eyeliner.
I want the dress shirts and I want the ties and bowties. I want the dress shoes and I want the height and muscle.
Basically, I want to transform myself for the traditional "indian girl" to what I really feel on the inside, but I know that my parents would never accept it and even if I did somehow manage to do it, they'd disown me.
It hurts me on the inside just knowing that I can't be who I want to be. I can't be who I AM. I fucking hate this household I live in and my parents make me hate where I come from. I can't be free to live my life because of gender roles/expectations placed on me and I'm sick of it. SICK. OF. IT.
This was pretty fucking short but honestly, I don't give a fuck because I'm just done with this wretched family I was born into.
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Teen Idle
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