women in clothes
I bought it at Halloween Adventure. It cost $6.99. A bright blond natural-hair mustache, with a net, that you attach with spirit gum to either side of the philtrum, that dip above the lips. I couldn't smile very much, or the mustache would start to peel off. Maybe that's why I felt less feminine. I couldn't smile.
It's wonderful to be a women if you are young, thin, and pleasing to men. Otherwise there's not so much that's wonderful about it. We were told to be sexy, that without children we wouldn't be fulfilled as women, but raising them in decent conditions is practically impossible. It seems essential to capitalism that women be made to feel that they are failing all the time. Every choice is the wrong choice. I wanted to break free of convention.
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An essay about marriage.
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