I am bored and something occurred to me that I have not told my strange little corner of the internet.
I AM GAY.
Wooooo *Rainbows and such*
Yes world, I am a girl who likes girls and boys
Well to be specific I am a Biromantic Homosexual.
Edit: or just Bisexual
This means that I am romantically attracted to both boys and girls but only want to “do dirty things” (wow I am literally 12) with girls.
Edit: maybe the right guy can “swing” me
Before you ask, no I have not kissed a girl but am incredibly open to it. I am just a social hobbit who even though I have this newfound sexuality (also not that newfound it’s been about two years in the making) I am still a social hobbit who spends her days sitting in bed watching YouTube and snuggling cats.
Anywhoozles I don’t really want to write about “how I know I am gay” edit: bisexual and such because I find it unnecessary I just know. I mean there were some things that happened leading up to me accepting the fact but those were pretty standard like I had a crush on one of my best (straight) friends and I then got my heart broken by a girl (different girl) and realized one of the biggest problems I have with guys is the fact that they… have an extra appendage… heh.
Edit: yeah this is still true
Yup so as usual I don’t know how to end this; big surprise there.
*realizes she hasn’t even told her father this news yet*
*remembers father is in other country and is not very accessible right now*
*to post or not to post?*
*laughs to self for above allusion to Hamlet*
*pats self on back*
*realizes she is typing to herself*
*kitten bites foot*
*realizes she should tell blog about kitten*
Hey I’m back I got said kitten from the last post I posted about an eon ago. She is a little devil. A cute devil. But still a devil.
*I should probably mention prom*
Also, I went to prom and socialized like a normal 18-year old.
Prom was not really super fun for me and the after party was kind of a shitshow but I expected that. Spending time with my friends and getting to wear a pretty dress were good but I personally think “prom” as a whole is kind of overrated.
I would’ve much rather just had my friends over and we could have sat around in our dresses and drank Phoebe-Monica-Rachel style.
*still don’t know how to end*
*googles how to end a blog post*
*all those ideas are shit*
*decided to just keep doing this weird inner thought thing*
*so much mystery*
*am I real or am I fake*
*what am i*
*how do you know this isn’t just a computer writing this*
*no it’s just me sitting alone in my room ignoring my phone and all the socialization that comes with it*
*still a pretty shit typer*
*yes that will work*