as small as a world and as large as alone

3:53pm December 30, 2013

clatterbane:

elasticitymudflap:

ericaisawesome56:

farfromgotham:

Fun fact time: many of my old acquaintances still make joking comments whenever they see me wearing pink, because as a child (and honestly pretty much right up to high school) I would refuse to associate with any pink objects. 

It wasn’t because I didn’t like pink, it was because since I appeared female I was supposed to/ it was immediately assumed that I did and therefore it pissed me the ever-loving fuck off. I was ashamed to like it, which is terrible because pink is an awesome color. But when you shove it down young girls throats it gets really old, really fast. 

Give the child the fucking rainbow, and if they pick pink, it’s not because they are female and/or effeminate, it’s because they like the color pink. 

THIS.

Gosh this

I’m a time traveller from before everything was pink…and I still got the same reaction as a kid.

I stopped liking pink at roughly the age I realized it was being super-associated with being ~feminine~.

(In fact, it’s taken me a looong long time to be able to re-tolerate anything hyper-associated with being feminine, even things I really really loved, because it’s so forced on you, and because I don’t like feminine identities OR things forcibly associated with them, forced on me.)

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