Since coming to college, I have dated a few boys and with each of them, like all the rest, I judged them on their height.

I was pushing perfectly wonderful people away because they didn’t “fit” my definition of what I wanted out of a relationship.

It’s a silly social norm that makes people feel badly about themselves for no reason.

Sex is great and cuddling is lovely, but there is nothing more delicious in this whole wide world than spreading out your limbs on your own bed without hitting him in the face or kicking his shins. He probably cared for a while about how he looked to other people.

When it comes to bed-sharing: compact limbs FTW.12. That annoying thing really tall people do every so often where they rest their elbow on your head, look down and say, "Hey, how's the weather down there? Now he's all grown up and he doesn't give a shit what people think about .

Your internalization of the patriarchy makes you question why you're dating him. You feel insecure about it, and that makes you feel like a huge dick.

I was once close friends with a girl who REALLY liked this guy. She didn’t want to date someone who was shorter than her, and so she blew him off to date someone else.