on the train home tonight i saw a girl with a bleachy pink mohawk and too much makeup and leopard print. she stood up two stops before mine to talk with a friend who'd just boarded. he said: where you headed? she said: to voxboy's.
you still going out with him?
yeah, and he made me so mad on new year's eve!
wait, how old is he?
37.
37! how old are you?
17.
17! that's like, a 20 year age difference!
all stupid laughs aside, i wish i lived on a planet where i could take a girl like that aside and tell her to dump this guy immediately. cuz she looked and acted so young and i know that whomever voxboy is, he's not a boy. he could be your dad. and chances are he's totally in love with the fact that he's got such influence over you.
then again, maybe he's cool. i struggle with "to each their own" and this need to raise awareness.