I'm a fag hag

Jul 26, 2006 15:16

last weekend i was sitting in a coffee shop minding my own business and out of know where this extremely handsome young man sits down next me and starts telling me marvolous stories. Of course this perfect stranger was intriguing to me and I quickly became entranced by his conversation we talked for a couple hours and shared light jokes and intense stories. They we connected  with both verbal and body language was like we were made for each other. Then he invited me to his ballet preformance with his mom and his boy friend. =Gay boy number 1.

I work with this cute boy. The fact that he works with little kids all day ever day and complemented my neon dinosaur shirt should have been enough to let me know of his sexual prefrence. But instead a took it as a he must just be a nice guy.. Well we started hanging out quite bit. cuddling and talking and all that jazz, everything was great. I had never felt that comfortable with a person of the male species. So last night we were sittin im a park doing our thing and he's like 'emily i like you and all, you're a cute girl. But you should probably know i'm gay'. Part of me was relieved and the other part was like FUCK two gay boys in one week.

Obviously only gay men are attracted to me. Man i'm a lucky girl.

Other then that california has been great, exciting, and thrilling. The people i've met have been wonderful and accepting and everything seems to have a little more pizzazz. How ever i'm a little homesick and missing my at home friends like craaaaaaaaaazy.

It's been a nice vacation but it will be nice to arrive home in three weeks.

love to all.
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