Bow

me:

It’s time to activate it…

Bites The Dust! now this entire post will be reversed!

47 y/o man with 3 kids:

Me: I don’t personally understand the desire to have children, or why do many feel like failures when they’re unable to

Dad: (in that voice that indicates he thinks he’s about to drop some real Knowledge™️ on me) well you have to understand; if you reach a certain age and don’t have children, people will look at you weirdly. Nobody wants that

Me: …You’re saying you were peer pressured into having a baby? Like you were afraid of being “the weird kid” except you were a grown man with a job? Do you think that’s a good thing?

Dad:

Me, naively: well have you asked him outright? Sometimes people can’t really decipher hints you know?

Friend: he should just know

Me:

Person B: “Hm?”

Person A: “You keep staring at me…”

Person B: “Fuck, I’m sorry, I didn’t realise I was being so obvious. There’s nothing on your face, I promise.”

Person A: “Then why the staring?”

“Hello, interweb. My name is Emma Nolan, I’m 17, and I’m gay. You might have heard about the fake prom in Indiana? Well, that was me. It was awful in every way, and I spent a lot of time feeling sorry for myself. So, I wrote a song for all of the people out there who love someone in a way that the world just doesn’t understand. I know we all have stories to tell, and here’s mine”

Me, a mere 20 year old: