Gender Fluid? Pansexual?
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  • Reads 28,142
  • Votes 2,234
  • Parts 58
  • Time 58m
Ongoing, First published Jun 20, 2016
Highest Ranking: 
#2 in Pansexual
#10 in Non-fiction.


A lot of this is really old and I was  a weeb and used cringe words like sempai. So don't hate. I'm older and cooler now I swear

Hi there! I'm IsaacHasCats and this is a story about how gay I am. Lol.

Here is advice and stories and mostly just pointless stuff, but people seem to like it so I keep it up.
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Anyways, I hope you enjoy. 

-Isaac
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