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made my day
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Things you can relate to when your boyhood best friends were girls…
How nervous you were, upon them all agreeing that they were to wear the same outfits and hair style to the birthday disco. The first time you would wear a dress, heels, makeup and have extensions applied to make your hair the length of a girl’s.
And that wouldn’t be the only first of the disco. How the girls reacted with hysterical jubilation of your first kiss….. being with a boy! Later conceding to them that boys can also be cute and nice to kiss. A concession that would eventually pave the way to another, that boys may be as cute and kissable as girls, to ultimately…… more so…..
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Throughout my younger years, the boys and girls were two tribes frequently arguing as to who were better. In secretly being a shy, sensitive fairy, I sometimes imagined the hysteria if one of the boys happened to join the girls side. How the girls would be so delighted in the truth of girl’s superiority, and the boys devastated.
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Always the kind of boy that was never into vulgar big bulging breasts and curvaceous asses/hips. The kind of boy……
…….. that was never really into girls……………
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Having always been tiny and sensitive in my boyhood, it would particularly begin to make me uncomfortable, when all the other boys started to grow big and strong, and get into girls. Where I on the other hand, to my horror, began to dream about them lusting over my tight, pert little body. With my chest, hips and hair, gradually growing to resemble the bombshell babes that the boys desired.
Where me and my friends always adored the naughty Dolly comic strips, I wonder what my friends would have thought if they knew that rather than lusting over her, I was a boy who dreamed that he would grow up to be her!
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Things you can relate to when your boyhood best friend was a girl…
Oh a boyhood spent being a fairy in denial….. Believing his best friend is actually his girlfriend…. Thinking it perfectly normal to turn up to prom with her, both in dresses, let alone, to end the night, both in the arms of guys from the football team, kissing during the slow, final dance.
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Having grown up with a single mother, not only would I be exposed to things that no other boys did, but especially so, things would be permitted, that never would otherwise be, if I had a father.
It would be mother that bought me the classic 90′s girl’s movie “Clueless”, that I’d come to be so obsessed with. Especially, an obsession with the heroine “Cher”, would influence me, a boy barely into his teens, to grow my hair long and later to ask mother to buy my first skirts and makeup. In time, even Cher’s escapades would influence me to think romantically about boys, leading to my first dates and kisses….
Being not only the smallest and most sensitive, but also being the only boy with long hair at school, it would so come to upset me, the teasing accusations of being a fairy.
However, nothing was so upsetting than imagining them knowing what I was like out of school. A boy that regularly wore dresses at home. That my bullies were always so much more right about me than I was willing to admit about myself.
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“Follow Greg and his best friends, through the ups and downs of the average schoolboys. Of makeup, gossip, rivalry among the prettiest, and crushes on boys!”
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