“Okay but my personality is LITERALLY a penis so I don’t see how that’s gonna work.”
“Does that mean you’ll let me go to the mall again?”
“If I’m a lady you’re a snake buh-bye.”
“Okay so somehow I’m the momfriend but not ladylike enough for you.
Okay. Alright. I make brownies for your dumbass and this is what I get.
“I’m a Queen I don’t need this.”
“What even IS being ladylike? What do you mean by that?”
“I don’t like that you want me to follow your intense standards on women.”
“If I wear a dress will you leave me alone?”
“No thanks, I don’t feel like doing that. I’ll say what I want when I want. Fuck you, fuck your standards. Fuck that.”
“Are you telling me I’m not perfect the way I am??? Because you’re wrong.”
“Why? So I can fall under your intense bullshit and society can control my views and how I act? So I can be contained and not be the forceful wind that I am? Darling, I’m a motherfucking hurricane and I will never be subdued.”
“Please shut up, you’re being an ass.”