I have pink hair. Hold on, it will make sense in a minute. I was eight the first time I realized things aren’t always as easy for girls as they are for boys. I came home from school and told my dad the class play had been…
I have pink hair. Hold on, it will make sense in a minute. I was eight the first time I realized things aren’t always as easy for girls as they are for boys. I came home from school and told my dad the class play had been…