just dropping in to vent that my rereading of Gender Trouble has caused me to conclude that wearing women’s clothing [in the environment I’m currently in] constitutes cheating on my boyfriend and I’m fucking mad because I only brought three items of clothing that aren’t paint covered rags and all of them are women’s clothing.
I go to all these lengths—literally—to avoid being a slut that shows its ankles and shoulders but that’s just not fucking enough I guess









