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I act like I'm okay but deep down I want to be walking on the streets telling guys to smile. I'd walk past a guy and say “are you fighting with anyone?". He'd be startled and with raised eyebrows wondering what all of this is about. He's not used to this and he won't decipher it, then I'd blurt out with a sense of entitlement saying “so why aren't you smiling? You are a man, try to smile". He'll still not get what this is about and somehow he'll try to say something like, “you see, I'm so stressed right now" or, “lol, the sun is scorching right now" or just anything pathetic and I'll insist he smiles. Yes. He has to smile. I wouldn't care if he had a bad day, was scorched by the sun. I wouldn't care if that's actually the nature of his face in its relaxed form. Nothing will matter. All that will matter is that I need him to be handsome for me; to be approachable. It's funny, innit?
