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Messing around before I sleep

But I need y’all to understand that if someone doesn’t give you their government name in a queer space, it’s not because they’re “mysterious,” and you do not have permission to take it upon yourself to figure out their “real identity” and go digging for them online like a private investigator. First, that’s creepy and a violation of privacy and reasonable boundaries. Second, some of us keep our private and professional lives very separate because we need to keep food on the fucking table and a roof over our heads, and our private life could jeopardize that.

See— that’s part of the issue. Y’all assume someone is in the closet because they hate themselves or lack self-identity. Some of us know exactly who we are, but need to prioritize financial stability or else our entire life gets exponentially harder immediately.

There is a misnomer that “the closet” inherently means “doesn’t know they’re queer” and not “isn’t out widely and publicly.” “Outness” is often a patchwork.

like sure, if you think they'll accept that to cover my cat's medicine, go right ahead....

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

And this post here shows there are a couple of different replies there were of course hundreds of replies. I even replied which I will now put here but besides making a joke about the famous quote, it was also Bloomsday

"The truth is… sometimes I miss you so much I can hardly stand it." BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN 2005, dir. Ang Lee

Guess where my horse slept last night

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the emfrej drove me crazy