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Me.
20, almost 21. Fake angel, fake devil's spawn. Somewhere in between. I bark. I bite. I pass as a guy. Except for a 36 D bra size.
I spend half of my free time pretending I'm in gay-topia. The other half, I realize that I'm in Italy and as far from gay-topia as I can get. Well... Barbados excluded.
I spent so much time in the closet, that Me and Aslan are practically best friends. Now, I came out to 5 of my closest friends (Aslan included... and that's just sad).
My mother still says that she loves me and that homosexual people should go to hell in the same conversation. I wonder if she knows she's talking to me both times. I pretend she doesn't.
I'm a med student. Pretending to be straight so my parents keep paying school. Hiding a year-old relationship (spending so much time pretending it doesn't exist that sometimes I wonder if we're really together or if we're pretending to be).
One day, I'll leave all this behind.