Usually when I’m driving, and someone rips through several lanes to cut me off in a masterful, rude fashion, I scoff out something like, “Look at this guy. Who does he think he is?” Or “What the fuck? I hate this guy.”

However.

It has been noted that I’m of a small minority of people who project a male behind the wheel when reckless, arrogant driving is observed. When I first realized that I do this, and that I’ve always done this, I laughed—until several major questions occurred:

Does this make me sexist? Should I be pissed that my dad, ex-boyfriend, and brother—among others—often mutter the word “bitch” when cut off? What about the slew of car accidents I’ve been in? (Not all of them were my FAULT, but damn, that’s a lot of mess I’ve made).

I don’t really have an overall point, though. I just wanted a reason to post this picture.

*Not a real accident

Usually when I’m driving, and someone rips through several lanes to cut me off in a masterful, rude fashion, I scoff out something like, “Look at this guy. Who does he think he is?” Or “What the fuck? I hate this guy.”

However.

It has been noted that I’m of a small minority of people who project a male behind the wheel when reckless, arrogant driving is observed. When I first realized that I do this, and that I’ve always done this, I laughed—until several major questions occurred:

Does this make me sexist? Should I be pissed that my dad, ex-boyfriend, and brother—among others—often mutter the word “bitch” when cut off? What about the slew of car accidents I’ve been in? (Not all of them were my FAULT, but damn, that’s a lot of mess I’ve made).

I don’t really have an overall point, though. I just wanted a reason to post this picture.

*Not a real accident

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