Journal Entry # 3 Tuesday 2018
Friday's friends we hung out with were cool. I believe two or three of them were either gay or bi. We were in different places today. I was standing by the bathrooms that were near our spot, and Friday was to my left sitting down against the brick. Some pregnant junior girl we knew named Zion Taylor, sat to my right, next to her alleged boyfriend. I wasn't sure if that one was new, or not. Friday and my best friend, Lyric Cody, sat in the middle, between Friday and Zion's bf.
I remembered something I had asked yesterday when Dad and I were in the car in a parking lot. I lit up because of the topic of conversation. I basically told them I thought my dad would be okay if I was bi.
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I was very very wrong in that thought.
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