soooooooooooooo
I found I poem I made while in a mental breakdown.
here it is:
I don't want to be gay if that means that people hate and discriminate against me because of it.
I don't want to be gay if everybody just denies it.
"you're to young to make up your mind."
I don't want to live in a world where its ok to say this.
I want to be straight, then i would be accepted.
my parents would love me.
I wouldn't have to come out.
but I don't have that choice.
I don't want to be with a man.
I want to adopt cats with my wife, we would live in a cottage, or in an old town house.
maybe we'd adopt, if we wanted kids.
we'd be happy, we'd live happy.
maybe then I'd want to live.
its either that or I live with my best friend, @Anemarin4eva and I.
(ok so I put their real name down here so imma just put their username)
we'd do all the same things, but platonically.
but if I was straight, my dad wouldn't doubt.
my mum wouldn't judge.
my friends would be happier.
this poem was brought to you by: my daddy issues!
so fun fact I'm actually platonically married to my best friend :]
this is one of my many coping mechanisms.
but yeah now that's over i can tell you what happened
basically: my father told me that my hormones will change.
WHILE I was talking about homophobia and how I'll probably not be able to get married.
it normally just rattles me a little, but i was having a bad day and that was the tipping point so i went to my room and just cried a little and wrote a poem and read some wattpad.
and this is why philza is my comfort streamer.
YOU ARE READING
this used to be called Headcannons
Randomjust a bunch of headcannons, maybe a few oneshots, maybe some cool fanart, yea. there is no point to this book, but some people like visuals and since i base a lot of stuff that i write of of stuff that i find on the internet or has happened to me i...
