I haven't had a genuine friendship/connection to a female since early childhood, and that's fucked with my sense of worth a lot.
I was a very handsome kid. As such, I was popular with girls. I had my first "girlfriend" when I was in pre-school. (Not bragging, just setting the stage )
My two female cousins, who were also my best friends at the time, loved me. Like, sexually. It wasn't until years after they stopped hanging out with me that my mom told me the two were regularly molested by their step dad, and the older one was diddling other girls at her school around the same time she was sinking her fangs into me.
She'd beat the shit out of her younger sister whenever she made moves on me. I remember, she'd often pin her down and "stinkhold" her, which clearly did some things to my impressionable brain. I remember asking her to "do it to me too", which I recall weirded her out, but she obliged anyway .
She'd encourage me to beat her sister up too, which I did, because I was a stupid little shit who thought it was funny. She never hated me for it though- she still wanted to be with me, which I thought was really strange.
As they got older, they stopped clinging to me as much. Maybe they'd matured, or maybe it's because I had become obese. Yep, that's right. In exchange for the first 10 years of my life, when I was desired by every girl in school and my own female family members, I had been cursed with an addictive personality, which led to me becoming totally obsessed with shit foods. That, along with horrible metabolism for a kid my age.
By this point, only one girl loved me in school. Someone who I had neglected severely, due to the influence of a bad friend, and my own immaturity. She was the nerdiest girl I'd ever known, and way too mature for her age. I couldn't keep up with her.
I knew how emotional she was too, which of course, being a fucked up brat, I used as a weapon against her. One time I lied and said I was moving away, just to see how sad she'd get. I'm not paraphrasing when I tell you, she said to me- with eyes full of tears, "if I can't see you anymore, there's no point in living; I'm gonna kill myself tonight when my mom leaves". I can't remember if I felt bad or not, but either way, I didn't retract my lies. And eventually I did move away, so there's that!
I think the weirdest thing about her was how nerdy she was for a girl. Like, she was a complete otaku. Video games, dark anime. I had known the types of girls who "drew anime" but never watched it, but she was the real deal. A full-blown nerdosaur. I wished I had appreciated what I had back then, but sadly at the time, I thought anime was *mic drop* fer faggots. It's funny, now I'm sure she's moved on from anything nerdy like that, while I'm here rotting away in a moe cesspool, telling depressing stories of my youth, which no one here will even read.
But, to keep the rest of this lighthearted, I'd say the weirdest girls I knew were
-A 3ft tall girl who'd bite my arms during recess
-two polish girls in my neighborhood who'd throw rocks at my window, wanting me to go on their trampoline every day and watch chickflicks with them
-a blonde chick with a speech impediment who was absolutely OBSESSED with south park, who I'd go on walks with back when I'd first started embracing otakudom.
My friendship with her ended when I made fun of her for liking some video game I thought was gay. The funny thing was she ended the friendship in the most dramatic way a kid possibly could in a school cafeteria; by dumping her full plate of food on my head, and spraying her carton of milk in my face