i’m honestly in awe of how my parents still think i’m straight like heteronormativity is a hell of a blinder
me, watching the olympics: “wow laurie hernandez is so cute”
my mom: “isn’t she just adorable?”
no mom that’s not what i meant
me: [only refers to potential partners as “any future significant others”/“my future spouse”]
parents: haha i’m sure you’ll find a great husband one day
me: [paints the bi pride flag on my nails]
my parents: oh brooke i like that color scheme! did you do that yourself?
it’s like a sitcom
I relate to this on a spiritual level
