Well, shit. I was hoping I'd save all the self-discovery for oh I dunno never- but that didn't work out.
Writing a book about gays? Check.Had a cathartic conversation with a gay friend? Check.Breaking up with a 2.5 year girlfriend?Check.And now it'll be an enormous point of contention between me, my friends, family, and everyone. No, really. I was able to hide for the better part of seven years that I was this way and now my entire social life was founded on it. Now I get to go and pick through and cross off all of the friends I had that would turn out to be entirely closed-minded and homophobic and all that.Umbra, she still ain't into you.And then there's the point of living out the remaining 1.2 years of high school.Whoops, I came out just early enough for everyone to hate me next year!I'm hoping that "where is the difference from before- we were friends then and it didn't matter, so why does it now?" will suffice as a valid enough argument for these people.But I don't feel as though it will be.
Oh, interesting. Flashing potiential oppressors with pictures of Magneto won't save me, though :D
So…. wanna fuck?
You guys, little easy on the pictures, would you?
@RobOh, I haven't posted my book. It's largely autobiographical, but contains some elements of fiction. In it, and in reality, I'm already clawing at someone :3Sorry :PYou did something I don't think I could have ever done while I was in highschool.
Because saying I couldn't do something in one place implies that I would do it in another?
@Cyrus
I think I mention the scarcity of gay couples in the hallways and prominence of lesbian couples somewhere.oh lord the drama's already in full swing and it's only been 18 hours