I’m Not The Standard

I’m Not The Standard

Nothing I do makes sense, well I mean it doesn’t “mesh” or fit according to the standard “what makes a woman great” memo that the world has been handed. I tend to leave people scratching their heads, unsure what I just said or did. Unable to truly understand the methods to my madness until much later after they’ve allowed it to process, then it “sort of” makes sense. But even then, I’m a walking contradiction.
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