Did the cat get your tongue?
I feel like a walking contradiction. I've been told I exude sexuality with everything from my eyes, to my body, to my hair. That I am gorgeous and tempting and I feel like that is what boys come to expect from me. Yet I (for the most part) have nothing to do with sex. So what does this make me? A cocktease, a fraud, a barely legal Lolita? It's frustrating. For me and for them.