OH PLEASE LET’S DO THIS ERRBODY.
We don’t have to all come out and take over the movement, but can we please please please team up to kick his ass out?
UGH!!!! really this bullshit still….you know what bi phobic fucktards go ahead and continue on your stupid little rants and ignorant way of thinking about us, I honestly don’t want to fuck any of you anyway so it’s no difference to me whether or not you like me.
maybe I would be more inclined to have more girl relationships if the gay community took me seriously. of course it’s easier to be with guys, most women don’t want to give my bisexual ass the time of day because of this way of thinking.
But I look any way…must be some strange sort of masochism.
I have so much love for the people in my life. I feel so much that it often makes it hard to know the nature of my affection. It blurs the colors of relationships until I can’t differentiate, I’m left with some muddy mixture of feeling.
Overwhelmed and unsure, I love you.
Ok bear with me while I personal blog for a sec (then I promise it’s back to the usual junk)
I would like to think that I know myself pretty well, well enough to admit to my weaknesses. My worst weakness is jealousy, it’s irrational and comes on like a sudden wave, fueled by the remaining, and unfortunately natural, traces of my insecurity. I hate it because I hate the feeling of it, i feel it in the pit of my stomach. The only upside being that it keeps me wanting to make myself better. If I’m jealous of someone elses success it only makes me want to work harder.
I know I am a smart, talented person, but there is always room for improvement.
But I never let it show, it’s mine to deal with silently.
Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail ‘72 (via ripbrowniemountain)