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Codependent friendship

-How do say you’re in a lesbian (gay, homosexual or queer) relationship without saying the word? -I’m in a codependent physical friendship!?!

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# 2,987

Paula Abdul “Forever Your Girl” (1989)

Liss was someone I was with who had ADHD, which her parents chose not to medicate. She also had a mind and maturity of a child and was very stubborn. It was all or nothing with her. She had to have things her way. All day, every day. I spent many a weekend with her roping me into her shopping trips, and many Saturday evenings we should’ve enjoyed outside were instead spent being lazy and unproductive on the couch watching her boring series. One thing I noticed sitting inside the family TV stand was a VHS video marked “Liss’ Birthday Tape″, and it was right there. Knowing her icky nature, I was really hoping to avoid it. Eventually, my luck ran out when she asked “hey, do you want to watch my birthday tape?” Fuck me. That’s it. I couldn’t tell her “no”. I had to give in despite knowing exactly what to expect. Fuck me twice, I expected right. It was the most hideous and cringiest thing I endured seeing. Picture the most kitsch Nineties’ set-up for a party complete with a bunch of chirping 12 year-old girls high on sweets who could not stop. Some with braces, some with their curly hair teased up to infinity, some wearing polka dot dresses and matching bows, some with all three. All of Liss’ friends recorded their good-luck and happy-birthday messages to The Center Of The Universe herself as “Forever Your Girl” played through. No video footage ever violated me as her birthday tape did. It was like an ugly highway wreck you tried taking your eyes off of but couldn’t. Luckily we only made it two-thirds of the way when the cameras cut to a burning cake as “The Imperial March” played. (What kind of fucking birthday was this?) Our friends picked us up to go to Applebee’s...and we never spoke about the tape again.