Every morning on the bus some fidgety seven year old sits next to me and beats me up with their tiny plastic backpack (YOU ARE LIKE THREE FEET TALL HOW CLOSE DO YOU EVEN NEED TO BE TO ME), driving me up the fucking wall. I don't like kids, I don't like physical contact, and I sure as hell don't appreciate any combination of the two.
At some point this week, a boy I don't even remotely like came up behind me and held my hair as I walked to class. It wasn't funny and it wasn't cute and nobody laughed.
Today, a boy brushed his hand across my shoulder as he walked past my desk. I might have written that off as him not noticing that my shoulder was there, had it not felt so unnervingly creepy and purposeful.
tl;dr-I DO NOT LIKE BEING TOUCHED SO PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH ME
I don't like it when strangers invade my personal space either, yet it still happens. People would grab my hair because it's somehow more acceptable to do that because it's fuzzy. What makes it worse is the fact I don't like people that much in the first place, and I'm slightly paranoid they'll rip my scalp off.
Anyway, I think this happens because society generally expects us to be extroverted.
At some point this week, a boy I don't even remotely like came up behind me and held my hair as I walked to class. It wasn't funny and it wasn't cute and nobody laughed.
Today, a boy brushed his hand across my shoulder as he walked past my desk. I might have written that off as him not noticing that my shoulder was there, had it not felt so unnervingly creepy and purposeful.
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