When I was in fifth grade me and my best friend were being weird about people thinking we're gay. We stopped holding hand because someone might think we're gay.
Now, six years later, I've finally found myself and I'm gonna come out to her in November when she gets home.
I'm afraid she'll be weird about it. But at the same time I'm so excited to come out to her. She's always been there for me. I don't think something as little as liking girls will take that away. But at the same time what if it does. And what if I push it too far and tell that I love her. What if it gets weird then. Or does she like me back. I wish I knew. But I won't until I come out to her and talk to her about it.
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RawakA story of my life up until now, or when "now" is when I finish writing this. Disclaimer: everything in this is 100% true. This story won't be a "family friendly" thing. I'm going to cover very real things that may be triggering. This goes from wh...
