I was in the closet for too long I was almost sure I was in Narnia already (and the closet is suffocating).
Attraction is attraction, and you’re allowed to feel the way you do. There is no need for you to justify it, explain it to anyone else, or chastise yourself for feeling what you feel.
“Have you like…ever thought about hooking up with anyone from the office?”
“Two words: oral sex. Love to give it, love to get it. And it’s completely different depending on who I’m with.”
Her moves were practiced, deliberate. She seemed to be in no hurry while I was close to orgasiming for the first time already.
Hatred shouldn’t be natural, ignored, or accepted. It should make you physically uncomfortable.
Sometimes precious and fragile things don’t break. Sometimes things don’t have to end poorly or even at all.
“So I’m bisexual. So what? It’s a thing and it’s real. I mean it’s called LGBT for a reason – there’s a B in there and it doesn’t mean BADASS. Okay, it kind of does, but it also means Bi.”
Loving a person in the same gender spectrum doesn’t guarantee a return of favor.