OK.... I would like some advice.
So, as some as you know, I have been identifying as bi as long as Iâve been running this lil shit of a blog. And now Iâm sort of thinking that Iâve been lying to myself and Iâm a full blown lil homosexual peep. K, itâs like guys have cute faces, but I donât look at a guy shirtless and think âman, thatâs hot, letâs go and eat enchiladas dude.â No, I just think, âoh, heâs a shirtless, idiots gonna get cancerâ And when I see girls just being girls My brain goes âOH WANT TO GO EAT ENCHILADAS! RIGHT NOW? ITâD BE MUCH FUNNNâÂ
What do I even mean. Like now that puberty's kicked in, dudes don't make me want to go eat enchiladas? I donât even like enchiladas??? Why did I pick this metaphor?? Who knows.Â
