OK.... I would like some advice.
So, as some as you know, I have been identifying as bi as long as I’ve been running this lil shit of a blog. And now I’m sort of thinking that I’ve been lying to myself and I’m a full blown lil homosexual peep. K, it’s like guys have cute faces, but I don’t look at a guy shirtless and think “man, that’s hot, let’s go and eat enchiladas dude.” No, I just think, “oh, he’s a shirtless, idiots gonna get cancer” And when I see girls just being girls My brain goes “OH WANT TO GO EAT ENCHILADAS! RIGHT NOW? IT”D BE MUCH FUNNN”
What do I even mean. Like now that puberty's kicked in, dudes don't make me want to go eat enchiladas? I don’t even like enchiladas??? Why did I pick this metaphor?? Who knows.










