I like to smile as I jog because it keeps me feeling happy and motivated. Today a fat guy wearing a camo hat and flannel drove by in his pickup truck, screamed faggot out the window, and threw a lit cigarette at me.
Welcome to redneck country.
Teammate: Who's top and who's bottom?
Teammate 2: I'll bot.
Teammate 3: I'm top.
Teammate 4: I want mid!
Teammate 4: Backdoor him.
Teammate 5: I want just you and me going at it.
Teammate 3: You want him or can I have him?
Teammate 2: You can have him this time.
Me: You're all gay and so am I.
She thinks she knows everything about politics, and yet she knows nothing at all.
My boyfriend is so amazing!
I study with Laguna Beach (season 1 & 2) or 8th & Ocean playing in the background.
All of which I own on DVD.
As a way for us to bond (aka get my mom used to the fact that I’m gay and open about it now) she wants to see Magic Mike with me.
Not sure how I feel about that. But I mean if it’s to see Magic Mike, then why not?
I find it fascinating that my mother believes in the power of prayer, which is just her talking to herself in her head or out loud to thin air hoping a big man in the sky hears her, but she doesn’t believe people can love someone of the same gender.