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IT’S TIME FOR A WALL OF TEXT, KIDDIES.
The last time I went out in public looking femme-fancy (only because my parents pressured me into it, I was so uncomfortable the whole time), some drunk black guy was staring at me the whole time. (Not many black people in our area, lol.) He approached me once because I played Thriller on the jukebox, and he was like, “DID YOU PLAY THIS? DO YOU LIKE MICHAEL JACKSON?” and I honestly had no idea how to respond. How do I spoke words? I played the neutral card and just kind of agreed with the guy as he went on his “MICHAEL WAS A GREAT MAN NO MATTER WHAT ANYONE SAYS”… thing… until he went back to his seat at the bar. I had been in the process of putting in a Beatles song when he approached, so I tried to remember what song from the album I was going to pick (Yellow Submarine), mentally shrugged and punched in a random number, and then walked out of the bar as fast as I could because my stepdad was out there.
I left with my grandma early on in my parents’ party (it was my stepdad’s best friend’s birthday) because my boots were hurting my feet (and the black guy creeped me out), and after I had left, he asked my stepdad if he was “the bouncer”. (HE WANTED IN MY CLUB, WHAAAAT)
My stepdad threatened to break the guy, hahaha… still though. This is why I never go anywhere.
It’s also funny coincidence that I had been listening to Ode To The Bouncer when I was informed of this. (On headphones, on repeat. Because I was drawing Cherry at the time.)
So, apparently I have to draw my characters in every style I come across.
The last time I went out in public looking femme-fancy (only because my parents pressured me into it, I was so uncomfortable the whole time), some drunk black guy was staring at me the whole time. (Not many black people in our area, lol.) He approached me once because I played Thriller on the jukebox, and he was like, “DID YOU PLAY THIS? DO YOU LIKE MICHAEL JACKSON?” and I honestly had no idea how to respond. How do I spoke words? I played the neutral card and just kind of agreed with the guy as he went on his “MICHAEL WAS A GREAT MAN NO MATTER WHAT ANYONE SAYS”… thing… until he went back to his seat at the bar. I had been in the process of putting in a Beatles song when he approached, so I tried to remember what song from the album I was going to pick (Yellow Submarine), mentally shrugged and punched in a random number, and then walked out of the bar as fast as I could because my stepdad was out there.
I left with my grandma early on in my parents’ party (it was my stepdad’s best friend’s birthday) because my boots were hurting my feet (and the black guy creeped me out), and after I had left, he asked my stepdad if he was “the bouncer”. (HE WANTED IN MY CLUB, WHAAAAT)
My stepdad threatened to break the guy, hahaha… still though. This is why I never go anywhere.
It’s also funny coincidence that I had been listening to Ode To The Bouncer when I was informed of this. (On headphones, on repeat. Because I was drawing Cherry at the time.)
So, apparently I have to draw my characters in every style I come across.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Mammal (Other)
Size 700 x 1150px
File Size 492.3 kB
Looking good and the style actually suits your alterego (I presume that's your alterego)~ o/
Love the orange line and expression. *pokes the tail*
I feel sorry for you x'DD
And I know how you feel, kinda. I normaly dress in large and loose jeans and t-shirts, but at my gradutation day I had to wear a dress. A whole dress. Shoulders showing and with a damn corset. It was... horrible. Just horrible. Even though many said that I looked pretty and I liked the dress and so, I still felt awkward and I couldn't breathe easily - not because of the corset though, haha. *babbling bla bla bla* Yeah, that was hopefuly the last time I'll wear that dress. Usually I'm mistaken as a guy, I like that more. If someone says I'm pretty or such, I just get confused or laugh inside my head 'cause I can't see myself atractive at all. And I hate to show my shoulders... don't know why, maybe they show too easily how skinny I am. *is sure that has many typos*
Love the orange line and expression. *pokes the tail*
I feel sorry for you x'DD
And I know how you feel, kinda. I normaly dress in large and loose jeans and t-shirts, but at my gradutation day I had to wear a dress. A whole dress. Shoulders showing and with a damn corset. It was... horrible. Just horrible. Even though many said that I looked pretty and I liked the dress and so, I still felt awkward and I couldn't breathe easily - not because of the corset though, haha. *babbling bla bla bla* Yeah, that was hopefuly the last time I'll wear that dress. Usually I'm mistaken as a guy, I like that more. If someone says I'm pretty or such, I just get confused or laugh inside my head 'cause I can't see myself atractive at all. And I hate to show my shoulders... don't know why, maybe they show too easily how skinny I am. *is sure that has many typos*
Yeah, Tay is my troll alter-ego. X) Heheh, thanks.
I can't really say I dress plainly all too much, as most of my wardrobe is made up of bright colours and rainbows (I'm very much a hoodies-and-jeans kind of person), and while I am okay with dressing feminine-ish, I had been pressured to over-sexualize myself in the same outfit shown above. Two bras, slightly stuffed, to be as boobalicious as possible, because HEY, my stepdad's best friend thinks I'm super sexy and while he wouldn't do anything to me (I don't trust people when they say that anymore ffffff) and maybe my presence could distract him and rig their pool game so that maybe my stepdad could win against him for once. I FEEL SO USED. It was either that or the dress, and dresses just equal "easy access" to me. Not even gonna go there. e___e What makes it worse now is that he keeps telling me that I should look/dress like that all the time and grow my hair out halfway down my back because I'm such a pretty girl and it's all such a shame. FUCK YOU I'M 23 I DO WHAT I WANT
I want to get some men's clothes when I get the chance, and a binder so that I don't have to wear a hoodie on a hot day, but there's really no hiding my "birthing hips", ugh.
Being somewhere between genders is hard, man. :|
I can't really say I dress plainly all too much, as most of my wardrobe is made up of bright colours and rainbows (I'm very much a hoodies-and-jeans kind of person), and while I am okay with dressing feminine-ish, I had been pressured to over-sexualize myself in the same outfit shown above. Two bras, slightly stuffed, to be as boobalicious as possible, because HEY, my stepdad's best friend thinks I'm super sexy and while he wouldn't do anything to me (I don't trust people when they say that anymore ffffff) and maybe my presence could distract him and rig their pool game so that maybe my stepdad could win against him for once. I FEEL SO USED. It was either that or the dress, and dresses just equal "easy access" to me. Not even gonna go there. e___e What makes it worse now is that he keeps telling me that I should look/dress like that all the time and grow my hair out halfway down my back because I'm such a pretty girl and it's all such a shame. FUCK YOU I'M 23 I DO WHAT I WANT
I want to get some men's clothes when I get the chance, and a binder so that I don't have to wear a hoodie on a hot day, but there's really no hiding my "birthing hips", ugh.
Being somewhere between genders is hard, man. :|
Troll! ♥ I love trolls. I often call Kishari's man-ego, Abyss, a troll 'cause I once imagined a troll tail to him and it was supercute, hehe. xD Abyss doesn't like it when I call him a troll, but I explained that it's a "lovey-dovey-nickname" and I'm not trying to crush his demon-ego in any way. I just like trolls. My favorite mythological creatures.
Ooo. I sometimes wish that I'd have more colours in my closet, 'cause most of my clothes are black. And that's why some might thing that I'm emo or gothic or some sort of a heavy-metal fan which I am not D: I just wear dark and loose clothes, nothing more. The music I listen is mostly something from the 60's-80's or ballads or rock or such. Heavy-metal is not my thing.
................ my word. I say. If my parents would pressure me like that, to dress over-sexualize or more feminine-ish as now, I'd just get mad at them. I'm turning next week 21 and I can do what I want too. It's not their problem how we dress, shouldn't it be the main point that we feel good in our clothes and such? Rrrrh, it was so annoying when my parents started no nag about the way I dress, when I started to use L sized T-shirts and very loose jeans. They nagged that I should dress like a girl etc. And how my mother did complain when I cut my hair very, very short from the back. Well I loved it - now it's grown so long, baww. I can make a ponytail and my hair is to my shoulders. Nooo! My roommate and two friends say that I shouldn't cut it again, yet I'd love to cut my hair. Only my bangs are long, to my shoulders. Some may say it's an emo-hairstyle but it's not. I just like it that way. But we'll see if I'll cut it again someday.
Good luck with the binder! I'm a little "lucky" 'cause during my eating-disorder (was years ago and I was NOT lucky to get that damn disorder, I hated it and still do) my body used so much fat from itself, that my boobs just shrunk. Now they're small and easily hiden with a loose shirt and hoodie and with my horrible posture. Although somedays I would like a little bit bigger boobs when I use tops during a hot summerday, 'cause somedays I feel a little embarresed with some of my friends who have bigger boobs. It's kinda weird. I love the thing that my boobs are small and I'm often mistaken for a guy, yet somedays I'd like to look a little bit pretty for my friends who often say that I'm pretty - don't believe them, haha xD But mostly I'm okay with myself. Thank God for that.
You can say that again, 'cause I feel your pain. B/
Yet I feel more sorry for some transgendered guys, who really need to worry about the thing that they are born in the body of a girl D: I'm okay with "both" of my genders (my roommate says that everyone has the two genders in their minds, kinda... damn, hard to explain in english and in text what he said, haha), but they're not and one of my transgender-guy pal's jealous of that.
Ooo. I sometimes wish that I'd have more colours in my closet, 'cause most of my clothes are black. And that's why some might thing that I'm emo or gothic or some sort of a heavy-metal fan which I am not D: I just wear dark and loose clothes, nothing more. The music I listen is mostly something from the 60's-80's or ballads or rock or such. Heavy-metal is not my thing.
................ my word. I say. If my parents would pressure me like that, to dress over-sexualize or more feminine-ish as now, I'd just get mad at them. I'm turning next week 21 and I can do what I want too. It's not their problem how we dress, shouldn't it be the main point that we feel good in our clothes and such? Rrrrh, it was so annoying when my parents started no nag about the way I dress, when I started to use L sized T-shirts and very loose jeans. They nagged that I should dress like a girl etc. And how my mother did complain when I cut my hair very, very short from the back. Well I loved it - now it's grown so long, baww. I can make a ponytail and my hair is to my shoulders. Nooo! My roommate and two friends say that I shouldn't cut it again, yet I'd love to cut my hair. Only my bangs are long, to my shoulders. Some may say it's an emo-hairstyle but it's not. I just like it that way. But we'll see if I'll cut it again someday.
Good luck with the binder! I'm a little "lucky" 'cause during my eating-disorder (was years ago and I was NOT lucky to get that damn disorder, I hated it and still do) my body used so much fat from itself, that my boobs just shrunk. Now they're small and easily hiden with a loose shirt and hoodie and with my horrible posture. Although somedays I would like a little bit bigger boobs when I use tops during a hot summerday, 'cause somedays I feel a little embarresed with some of my friends who have bigger boobs. It's kinda weird. I love the thing that my boobs are small and I'm often mistaken for a guy, yet somedays I'd like to look a little bit pretty for my friends who often say that I'm pretty - don't believe them, haha xD But mostly I'm okay with myself. Thank God for that.
You can say that again, 'cause I feel your pain. B/
Yet I feel more sorry for some transgendered guys, who really need to worry about the thing that they are born in the body of a girl D: I'm okay with "both" of my genders (my roommate says that everyone has the two genders in their minds, kinda... damn, hard to explain in english and in text what he said, haha), but they're not and one of my transgender-guy pal's jealous of that.
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