If anyone would have told me I'd fall in love, I'd say they were lying. Sure I dated, banged a couple chicks, the usual. But I'd never felt that connection that everyone was always talking about. That soul mates shebang. No boom, no sparks.
I mean the chicks were hot and all, and they always had great cans, if you know what I mean, but still. No iota of intense feeling. No wow factor.
If anyone would have told me I'd fall for a guy, I would've clocked them in the nose and called it even. In fact, I'd been more likely to believe that aliens were descending and abducting all the pleasantly attractive ones (I would've been in trouble then). No, I'd never even consider such a thing.
You see, the thing is, I've always hated gays. Yep, all of my life. Well, most of it anyways, but I'll leave the sob story for later. I mean, what's so wrong with being a guy that you gotta go and try to be all girly and crap. Little did I know that he was anything but girly.
In fact, the first time we met, he swept me off my feet. Literally...
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Taste the Rainbow
JugendliteraturCarson Daniels is a homophobe. He hates gays, can't stand the sight of them. In fact, nothing enrages him more than seeing some girly punk crossing his path. And for the queer, nothing good ever comes of it. Milo Ramirez is what some may call...
