It drives me crazy when the next guy on Grindr is 5 kilometers away and is either out of my age range or is closeted and just wants to experiment.
The labels society enforces on each and every one of us have nothing to do with who we are as people; that is, you can either be a kind and compassionate human being or a complete asshole, regardless of sexual orientation, gender, race, or any other human-designated marker that attempts to define an individual.
Well here is the truth, I was raised just like you.
A sin is a sin, no one is any worse, isn’t that true?
“When I was about 13-14 I had a wet dream that I came inside Al Gore.”
The hypocrisy reeks.
You will be seen as a sugar daddy.
Her moves were practiced, deliberate. She seemed to be in no hurry while I was close to orgasiming for the first time already.
And it usually happens so innocently. Like it’s not like you sign up for this, ya know? You don’t wake up one day and think, “Gee, I really want to complicate my life by catching feelings for someone who has a 0.000% chance of reciprocating!”
My mom actually felt scared when I told her that I’m a lesbian. She was afraid for my safety, afraid for the things I might encounter, afraid of the prejudices ahead of me.
Clubbing is resistance.