When we were little she was such a tomboy (though she hasn't been one so much since middle school) that whenever we were in public people would just assume she was a boy, calling her "young man," etc. and insinuating that she was my "boyfriend." I remember being very fascinated at the realization that you could trick someone into believing you were a different gender.
I always feel uneasy when these characters from my past pop up in dreams, seemingly out of nowhere.
I don't feel explanatory right now ah fuck it.
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