In a man’s world, nobody knows the fear you feel when you walk down a lonely street, like women do. It’s almost second nature to them; being alert at all times. But would a man ever know what it feels like to have the hair on the back of his neck stand everytime he finds himself alone? Would men feel the same paranoia over a simple stare from a stranger? Maybe if someone knew how to turn the tables, they’d know. Maybe that someone is right here, sitting next to you, watching you. Maybe she’s already out to get you.
In a man’s world, nobody knows the fear you feel when you walk down a lonely street, like women do. It’s almost second nature to them; being alert at all times. But would a man ever know what it feels like to have the hair on the back of his neck stand everytime he finds himself alone? Would men feel the same paranoia over a simple stare from a stranger? Maybe if someone knew how to turn the tables, they’d know. Maybe that someone is right here, sitting next to you, watching you. Maybe she’s already out to get you.
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