When I was 10, a whole bunch of my teachers found out I was gay. They told the entire class the story of sodom and Gomorrah. Me and my friends laughed it off and said “NO IF YOUR GAY YOUR GONNA TURN INTO SALT😭”
Now THIS was my life in the 80’s! I wouldn’t date a man who didn’t put in the effort to be pretty for me. I’m surprised I remember of it as much as I do!
Maybe my own genderfluidity will one day too become this powerful with the power of confidence only found within myself, and those that haven already proven themselves to love me for me. I mean, uh, yeah fuck i listen because this like is like, so me, like, fuck.
