Dec 07, 2003 12:34
I had a plan to see my latest crush naked. Shalico had agreed to strip at my Christmas party for $100. We gave him $20 just for agreeing.
Last night, I went out with my friends. We met up with Shalico and he handed me my money back, saying, "I don't strip for fags." I've been in this town for three weeks and a grand total of four people know I'm gay, none of whom have told anyone a damn thing. I've done nothing to anyone to show that I'm gay, unless dressing nice, having an unusual taste for classical music, and striving to show my intelligence at any given time, no matter how stupid the situation is makes me gay.
My label at school is "the queer rich fuck." Is it really that apparent to breeders that there's something queer about me? I hate people making assumptions about me just because I refuse to act like any single one of them.
If things continue to go the way they are, I'll be dead on a fence by the end of the year.