Straight Gay
I made this before I moved to Atlanta....
While I was browsing my "artwork" on my external hard drive, my mom came in the room to do her routine spying. "So you're into girls now?" she ask. I wanted to giggle, but I was afraid it would have lead into some cute conversation. I replied with a stern "no."
With the gay community being so big out here, its seems I have to pay attention to everything that I do. I can't do things like be an individual because that may mean im "gay". And Lord forbid DeAnna be gay! And I'm all too tired of having the "gay conversation" with these men out here.
Text message:
Him: Mannnn I think my teacher is gay
Me: Well that's great, now you can say you had a gay teacher.
Him: But he's gay!
Me: Yes dear, he is
Him: As long as he doesn't hit on me
Me: Not every gay man thinks you're attractive or wants to fuck you....
Him: Man I dunno, all I know is I'm not gay
Thought in my head: No shit....
Him: Man I don't like that nigga
Me: Why?
Him: Because he gay
Thought in my head: lawddddddd
Me: But you don't know him, not to like him
Him: So! Why he gotta act like that?
Thought in my head: Why do you act like yourself?
Me: :smiles: I dunno. I dunno
Dumb shit, forreal. Most of the men I have talked to out here are so concernced with not appearing gay that they can't be themselves. And I'm nice, so I entertain their conversation.
Although no lie, when I lived in California I didn't think nothing of wearing some extremely baggy pants to the store or what have you. Now when I wear them because ummm *shocker* they are comfortable, I get comments like "DeAnna the grass isn't greener on the other side."
Really? REALLY? really?
I have a beautiful love affair with dick, just like any other heterosexual, get off my clit(ok that was a lil mean).