Last year in class we studied Thomas Hardy's The Mayor of Casterbridge and there's these two characters, Henchard and Farfrae, who represent how agriculture is being industrialised or something, but what really matters is that Henfrae is totally on, bitches. I spent every single class pointing out all the subtext to my friend Kelly, thus annoying the fuck out of the poor girl. Then, one day, the teacher said three words: "latent homosexual feelings". I sat there, looking at her, smiling, a single tear rolling down my cheek.












