just pure frustration that needs a little poetic tweaking, lol

I'm so tired of labels.
Is it that they make you more able
to function
in this disunion of junk?
So what, ya know, so what if I'm a girl who likes to dress like a boy occasionally and sometimes likes to fuck like one too? So what if i'm just a plain jane girl who doesn't give a shit about feminist politics, likes to be used for pleasure and could care less what's between your legs? And you know what? I don't think of it as dressing like a boy. I think of it as dressing like me. So fuck all thes damn labels. So what if I want long hair that curls and a month later I want a faux-hawk. It doesn't mean i'm "butching" it up. I find that offensive. It means I want a change in my hair.