Boyish...

I really like boys. I really like their hair, their style, and their characteristics. I'm so OBSESS with boys that I myself like to be like them. I wear their dress, cut my hair like theme and even act as a boy. However because of this someone ask me, "Are you a male?" The question doesn't bother me that much since I know for myself that I'm a straight female. But the most irritating statement that struck me the most is when, while I'm walking along the alley near our house, a boy told his friend, "He's a gay isn't he?" And I know for a fact that he was pertaining to me since there's no one around them but me. Argh!!! I like to kill that boy mistaken me as a GAY.

Because of that statement I started to act feminine again, but with some masculinity in my action and dress. I still can't stop myself loving what male does. I don't ask about my gender preferences because I still (in my mind) want a boyfriend of my own who would love me the way I am.

I'm not a lesbian or a tomboy. I'm a boyish girl. I really love man and my love of them expands through being one of them. Our society expect female to be feminine or lady-like. And I don't want to be label because of how I live my life. They judge me from the way I act and dress but I can't blame them. They have their own opinion and so as mine.

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