I just remembered this time when a lady snatched the best skirt in the world out of my hands in Rokit I let her do it! And she bought the skirt and I was stood there completely dumbfounded because I didn’t stand up for my rights as the skirt holder. I think my brain is doing a metaphor for how shit I am at boys and how I am too scared to voice my feelings because that makes me vulnerable. When someone grabs that great skirt and I do nothing about it and the skirt will never be mine it does suck a lot.
