Posts tagged lesbian
Posts tagged lesbian
I hate this. And it happened about 30 minutes away from my house. Fuck hate.
God, I wanna hold her hand so badly. ;_;
(via fourandtwentyblackeyes)
Stories like these horrify me.
I know what its like to be bullied. I know what its like to feel like no one cares. I spent the majority of my middle school years feeling that way. You never believe things are going to get better. The bad days just keep coming and coming. Its terrible.
I feel like crying. I AM crying. How in the world can you make fun of someone because of their sexual orientation? And to the point where they feel like killing themselves? Every single person involved should be ashamed of themselves.
Heterosexuality isn’t normal, its just common. The sooner people realize that, the better.
I feel like I have a rock in my stomach. This is disturbing, disgusting, and vile. We need to make this stop. NOW.
Especially their homophobic bullshit.
I’m not a very confrontational or aggressive person at all. I’m that girl that will hear “He is such a gay faggot!” and just stand there with my mouth open, in shock.
But I did cause a bit of a scene in math class on Friday. It was between me and the boy that sits next to me, Josh.
Me, Josh
“Homework? That is so gay!”
“How is it gay? You mean bad?
“Same thing.”
“It’s not!”
“Why are you so worried about it? Are you gay or something?”
“Does it matter? Gay doesn’t mean bad.”
“You’re gay. As in bad.”
“Shut up!”
He’s lucky his face didn’t get punched in. FUCK HOMOPHOBIA. =(
I was talking to one of my best friends from 8th grade about how much I missed her.
I decided to kill two birds with one stone and come out to her.
I swear, before I even finish the sentence, she goes crazy.
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?? This is like the perfect time for you to come out! I have this friend who has been looking for a girlfriend for like EVER! You two would be perfect!!”
That was definitely unexpected! I was bracing myself for the bible talk or some homophobic slurs.
I guess not every coming out story has to be a bad one. I feel incredibly lucky.
And now I await a call from a girl named Ashley.
She GORGEOUS.
Lucky for me, she’s in my English class. Only two seats away from me. (Yay!)
I sat with her at lunch. She had on a cute black jacket.
“It’s hot. I’m gonna take this off.”
OMG.
Underneath she had on a blue tank top. It showed the tops of her (perfectly sized) boobs. I swear her hair was swinging around in slow motion, just like in the movies.
“That feels a lot better! Can I have some of your fries?”
I really hope my mouth wasn’t wide open that whole time.
Because I really like her.
Why am I being so picky?
I need some gay people to go my school PERIOD.