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To the Straight Guy at the Party Last Night.
Reblogged from fuckyeahlgbt; Via this Craigslist post:
A mutual friend of ours threw a big party for her 30th birthday, tons of people were there and it was a lot of fun. Somewhere along the line you and I ended up on the balcony for some fresh air at the same time. We started chatting; we talked about sports, books, tv – discovered we both are about to start our masters degrees and spent some time debating the pro’s and con’s of the educational system. We talked about hanging out sometime, and you wanted to meet my girlfriend.
I understand how upsetting it was for you when I blinked mildly in surprise and said I was here with my husband. I know it was a shock to your system, if your face had turned any paler I might have called 911. You made a good recovery though - that hurried mutter of “I’m not like that” was very polite and you only knocked over two drinks and one vase in your hurry to rush to anywhere other than near me. I can’t blame you – I forgot how delicate you straight boys are. So I wanted to give you a few helpful hints about where you went wrong last night.
1) As a general rule we don’t walk around with big signs around our neck proclaiming our sexuality. No scarlet letters, no scent of hellfire and brimstone… sorry about that.
2) We do not generally assume that everyone within 5 feet of us must also be homosexual – it was nice of you to immediately reassure me that you are hetero, but it was really unnecessary.
3) Homosexuality is not infectious. While I am sure you meant no disrespect with your hasty departure; in the future you can rest assured that taking a few extra seconds in your mad dash for safety will not result in you being turned gay. It will however keep you from destroying expensive vases and knocking over senior citizens.
4) This next one may come as a surprise; but you are not, in fact, irresistible. The fact that you have a dick does not instantly turn me into a bundle of uncontrolled lust. Contrary to popular opinion, being in the same room with a straight man does not cause a gay man to instantly lose all common sense and basic common courtesy. Though I am not so sure about the reverse.
5) Homosexuals in general get a little irked when people treat us like some sort of leper. Rushing to another mutual friend of ours and advising him of my sexuality, so he could be “forewarned” was really uncalled for.
6) Upon being told (by said mutual friend) to stop being an idiot and that you were not my type anyway… it generally confuses the issue when you then proceed to become upset that I DON’T find you attractive. Three seconds ago you were running through a crowd of people with your hands cupped protectively over your junk as if I might attack you at any moment with a blowjob. See hint number 4.
7) We homosexuals have an odd sense of humor – I can’t help that. Something about watching you freak out as if all the demons of hell were after you just struck me as vastly amusing.
8) While being pissed at me for dissolving into uncontrollable laughter might be understandable… gathering a couple guys together to “teach the fag a lesson” is not.
9) You might also want to drink a little less and be a little more careful about the guys you approach for your little proto-hate-mob.
10) Assuming the two tall muscle-bound bruisers must be uber-hetero and just as appalled by my presence as you was your first mistake. It was an understandable one though. How were you to know that pflag tshirt the first guy was wearing wasn’t a sports team? Also the rainbow ring the second guy was wearing could have meant anything I am sure.
11) In retrospect I suppose that upon hearing your not very subtle hate-talk and seeing who you were heading for; I could have said something instead of just laughing harder. I apologize for that. I should have just introduced you to my husband instead of letting you walk up to him and ask him if he wanted to help you teach “that fag over there” a lesson. I hope that broken nose heals up cleanly.
Could not help but repost, I know I’m taking a break, but I can not stay away from my tumblr :]This is exactly what I am talking about people. Freedom. There is no such thing. Look at how some people act? How can we have freedom when in a “free” world people are constantly tormented and prejudiced because they take advantages of their freedoms?
xoxo Freedom
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Packing
Imagine packing your life away.
First, figure out what you need most: clothing, toiletries, shoes.
Second, figure out what you will miss most, then pack what is packable.
Thirdly, explain to those you are leaving that you will be coming back, one day.
Get containers, boxes, suitcases, bags.
Go through everything, closets, drawers, under your beds or couches, dressers, desks, EVERYTHING.
Make sure you have everything you need.
If not, go shopping.
Pack your new belongings.
Leave.
This is what I am doing at the moment. Going away all summer.
I’m going to miss home. I know it. Packing is making me scared, sad, anxious, nervous, and happy all at the same time.
Tumblr, see you in two months.
xoxoxo,
Freedom
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The issue isn’t whether I care or not, it’s the fact that you don’t.
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We are all children at heart.
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Some Kinds of Freedom
There are many types of freedom. Freedom is like the number infinity, you don’t know how big it is, but there are no limitations.
When you have freedom from something, you are just so open, so lively, so present.
This is how I feel right now. I am absolutely elated that it is summer. Camp starts Monday and so far all of the events leading up to now ever since the last day of school have just been filled with total glee. I can’t wait for camp. I am just so happy it is summer. Even stepping on a rock tonight and cutting my foot open today was fun. Even smelling like smoke, which normally pisses me off and just makes me sick, made me happy. I am so happy it is summer. I am so happy I am free from the arduous tasks placed before me during the school year.
HALLELUJAH SUMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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It. Is. SUMMER!!!!!!!
Yay!
Finally.
I still have to do a history project.
But summer
likelikelikelikelike
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Two days.
Two days and I will not have to worry about him. I won’t see him. I won’t hear from him. I won’t care. Two days until I am free. No more stupid overanalyzing. No more liking. No more nothing. THANK the WORLD! I really can’t take it. I’m so over obsessive I can’t focus on studying for finals..which I really should be doing. alfkjasdflkjasdf okay.
must go study.
freedom is coming!
<3
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Single Ladies Cover! Marmaduke Duke
great rendition of this song.
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Believe-The Bravery
Give me something to believe.
I am living just to breathe.
I need something more to keep on breathing for.
Give me something to believe.
I am hiding from some beast but the beast was always here.
Watching without eyes because the beast is just my fear,
that I am just a nothing, that is just what I’ve become.
What am I waiting for? It’s already done.
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This song is me. I am lost, and I don’t know what to live for anymore. I don’t want to live for others. I am worth more than that. I should be happy and able to live for more than just others wanting me here. I really don’t know what I am waiting for though. I need to just go out and live.
That’s the plan.
Go Out And Live.
For Now, Forever
Freedom Rings Nowhere
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Sad.
I haven’t posted in a while. However the reason is I have been confined to my finals studying. It has been truly dreadful.
I wanted to comment on the recent Flotilla incident with Israel. I am attending a pro-Israel rally tomorrow. The whole incident is bogus. People are so pathetic. I am ashamed to call myself a person, a human. After what the “humanitarians” did on the Flotilla ships, beating, throwing, and shooting the IDF soldiers, it is amazing our country looks at the fault in Israel. They are simply protecting the state that so many people desperately want to eradicate. I hate this world. This place. My home. But I have no where else to go.
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Told One.
One too many.
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The Hat- Ingrid Michaelson
The sad thing is it’s one of her favorite songs, and she is going to be singing it, first person, one day. It sucks, but it’s true.
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Captive to my Thoughts
I wonder if he’s thinking of me right now.
If he looks at my facebook page too.
I wonder.
I can’t help but wonder.
I know he knows, but does he want to tell me too?
Why did summer have to get in the way? It’s the only thing stopping this from coming true.
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Idiocracy.
I am no longer a free bird.
I am no longer free.
I am confined to my thoughts.
They won’t escape me.
I tried so hard to let it go, I tried so hard, but here now I have nothing left to show.
I wish I could take it all back, I wish I could put you in the past.
I won’t make time for you.
I said I would, but I won’t.
I won’t love you.
I said I did, but I don’t.
I made myself look like a fool.
I’m sorry that I did.
But now that you have been so cruel, I don’t really care, you piece of shit.
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I just want to be happy.
