"We need to accept that guys just don't care about our feelings. I was walking with Artie the other day..."
Ugh. I just want to kill him. He just told me to ditch my look... My look. And I quote:
"You need to ditch the vampire makeup if we're going to be an item."
No, you little shit bag, I'm not a vampire (I absolutely hate Twilight and anything related to it) and I'm not going to ditch the look. The look is me. I might be completely in love with him – well, at least I was until now – but I'm not going to sink as low as change for a boy. By telling me he doesn't like the look...he's pretty much saying he doesn't like me. It's my way of expressing myself and he should be able to deal with that.
I want to tell him to fuck off. But I can't do that, not to him. I even came up with a whole counter argument in my head. I want to say, "If I ditch the Goth look, you ditch the sweater vest. Oh, and the wheelchair. Isn't really working for me. I mean seriously, how are we even supposed to kiss properly if I can't even see you at eye-level? Hello!" That would teach him.
But I couldn't say that. Much as I would like to, I'm too weak for that. So I go for the shocked look instead. Because he's a guy, and frankly, guys just don't care about our feelings.
Okay! I thought of this when I was going on a post-The Power of Madonna-rant. I thought about what Tina should have said to Artie and this is what came up. The look is a part of her; same as his wardrobe is a part of him.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, Artie, Tina, or any other characters as long as we're on the subject.