summer is quickly evaporating in hotlanta, the southern capital whose streets held me sleeping in my sister's old tercel the night i told my parents i was queer two christmases ago. the conflict could have been avoided had i realized that my parents didn't mean it when they said they'd never be able to accept a gay-briel. last week i was smarter
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i cant wait to hang out with you and hear your amazing stories and thoughts.
kisses
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"hey umm...*cough*i'm queer*cough*...can you pass the mashed potatoes?"
imagine my homophobic parents' reactions when they find out that their little oskarsito has homosexual tendencies. i'll have to tell them eventually. probably my mum first.
my one experience with cross dressing didn't go very well. i'm simply not fit to be a drag queen. :)
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I just want to get drunk off my ass one day and walk into the kitchen and just start making out in front of my quote-unquote-father while he undoubtebly sits at his laptop. There will be a time-release camera setup to catch the expression. I just want to get one last kick so I can break free.
As for the rest of the family: I still need to finish college. I can't afford to drop that kind of a bomb. Literally. School's expensive.
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(re: eyebrows - if you really want to look femme, I'd help you with them. You're very beautiful already so it wouldn't be that hard.)
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