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who gives a fuck about identity

i mean, everyone, really.

like, it starts off as this thing you define when you're moving from primary school into high school and you have to make the crucial choice between jack wills and pauls boutique (i could afford neither of them) and ends up with you being stood in front of your mirror at 4am trying to work out anything that might give you some form of concrete connection with ~who you really are~


i've never been a blogging-type before so pardon if my writing voice is weird but that's all part of the identity quest isn't it


now, it's a great concept having a REAL YOU but notoriously, people like to whack labels on things that don't really need a label at all


label up your sandwiches so i know if i'm accidentally ingesting chicken but i think that sexuality could all be reduced down to a non-committal shrug while we all go off and shag the people we fancy shagging at that moment

obviously it's great if you think you know you're 100% straight or gay but what if you suddenly experience an attraction that you never thought you were capable of? does that really NEED to be a crisis or can we not just say 'hey i guess sexuality is fluid, i'm gonna go get their number tho'


on a less sexy level, why do i have to feel like i'm pretending to be someone i'm not because i'm writing a weird long blog post? feels like i'm chasing someone else's voice which i definitely do not have in some odd quest for authenticity. who knows. i hope these posts get better as i go on but the first one always had to be reaching for some semi-deep nonsense didn't it

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