A Forbidden Love
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Being gay is forbidden for many people, when I realized I was gay, I knew life would never be the same. So I covered my Gayness with a straight fake me for 10 years. When they legalized gay marriage I knew I could come out because my rights were protected. Currently I am free and open about my sexuality to everyone. I love men, and I always will.
*THIS STORY IS NOT ABOUT ANYONE, IT IS JUST FANTASIES I CAME UP WITH WHILE SITTING DOWN AND USED NAMES I THOUGHT WOULD FIT THE CHARACTER.
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