|fake awkward:||OMG HEY IM AWKWARD *cute little giggle* NO NO OMG IM SO CUTE IM AWKWARD WOW AWKWARDNESS IS SO CUTE|
|real awkward:||*hopefully they arent looking at me* *please dont talk to me* *why is everyone staring at me* *am i dressed right* *what's wrong with me* *is there something on my face* *wait is someone walking towards me* *starts shaking* *did i do something wrong* *please dont try to talk to me*|
My mom once said to me, “if you ever have car troubles but don’t know what the problem is, don’t take it in to a mechanic because they will try to sell you things you don’t need. Instead park yourself on the side of the highway, pop your hood, and look confused. Some mechanic will pull over to help and he’ll tell you what the problem is for free.” And that’s the day I realized that I could make the patriarchy work for me.