I celebrated Pride Month. Dramatically. With my brother.
At 12 or maybe 1 this morning, we both sneaked in our closet. And jumped out of it in a minute while playing 'I am not Gay' in the background. Woke up our parents and recieved a beating. But was worth it.
*boils cauldron of writer's fluid*
*adds three yaoi manhwa sticks*
*stirs them while adding a pinch of hypocrisy*
*sprinkles a teaspoon of bts*
*adds gallon of crackheadness*
*chants "sangwoo doesn't love Yoon bum" for 69 times*
Patiently waits for the witch to appear.
"Sometime 'bout you makes me feel like a dangerous woman."
I sang admist voice cracks while washing dishes my mom coerced me to, as I imagined my ugly self as Ariana Grande.
Also, that sentence structure's gonna make Harvard English professors bang their head on their desks.