Simultaneously power mommy and disaster bisexual. Except the disaster part only applies around women and the power mommy part only applies around men. I don’t understand this phenomenon but I enjoy it.
I think it’s best demonstrated in the difference between how I confessed to my 2 latest crushes, one man and one woman. The dude, I was like “Yo, I like you. You in?” with zero hesitation.
The woman? Stuttered for 10 minutes straight until she figured out what I was trying to do and helped me through it.
They both said no, but they’re both very good friends of mine now, so it worked out.
Simultaneously power mommy and disaster bisexual. Except the disaster part only applies around women and the power mommy part only applies around men. I don’t understand this phenomenon but I enjoy it.
I think it’s best demonstrated in the difference between how I confessed to my 2 latest crushes, one man and one woman. The dude, I was like “Yo, I like you. You in?” with zero hesitation.
The woman? Stuttered for 10 minutes straight until she figured out what I was trying to do and helped me through it.
They both said no, but they’re both very good friends of mine now, so it worked out.