Rainbowflower333

Where did life go? and why did it return with you. Why did it latch onto your flesh and refuse to release? Now you walk hand in hand and confuse me even more. Why did you speak to me? Yellow-haired and flawless. Don't you know white boys drive me crazy? Don't you know what the last one did to me? Don't you know I'm just waiting to find you between another woman's thighs? Don't you know I hate you more, every time I realize I love you? It's unfair that you're this kind to me. It's some cruel joke for sure. Don't touch me, the feeling will remain too long. Don't speak so softly to me, I'll never hear a sweeter sound again. Don't you dare

I'm me, plain and simple.  I'm proud of what I am. You could call me gay, lesbian, bisexual. Even pansexual, because in the end gender doesn't really matter does it? It's love that matters. What's inside that counts the most.  Every so often people come up to me, and question my sexuality, they ask "Are you gay?" I say yes. Because I am gay. But I don't believe in gender, but having to explain that every day, just gets boring. So I just say I'm gay. It's simple,  I like boys AND girls, big deal. It's life, it's perfectly normal. I have feelings for girls and sometimes, boys as well. It's my choice in this thin