Female

What it is like to be female…

I loathe feeling like I am on display for the average, wandering-eyed individual. Lately, I want to roll myself up in the carpet I used to hide in as a kid. Magic carpet. Disguise from the world.

Just a voice, without a body. Oh how simple things would be.

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