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  • Me: *Coughs* So, yeah, I'm kind of dating someone right now.
  • Mum: Boy or girl?
  • Me: Boy.
  • Mum: *Smacks me in the shoulder* Will you just pick a fucking team?
  • Me: *Grumbles*
  • Mum: I don't give a shit, just don't get pregnant.
"It doesn’t matter to me who you love, just as long as you’re happy."
— Mum

I was having a rather fair night until I received this from my cousin;

'if you liked obama because he supports gay marriage than that alex is sad and selfesh you need to look at the bigger picture look at what is going on in the world right now.'

I don’t think I’ve ever been so upset by someone because I like women and if it came to it, that I’d be able to marry a girl that I love.

Anonymous sent: how and when did you tell your parents you were gay. how did the converstaions go and how did they both react

I basically just expressed that I liked girls in a rather random conversation with each of them. I didn’t want to like, sit them down as if I was telling them I was pregnant or something of the sort because I didn’t feel like it was as big of a deal as some might think. But, I believe at the time, my dad was watching TV and my mum was eating. I told them separately, for I knew my Dad would react in a more ‘negative’ manner then my Mum. Well, I don’t think negative is the right word, but he wasn’t always understanding of the lifestyle that some might take if they’re gay, lesbian, transgender, bisexual, asexual, etc. But I basically just expressed to them that I liked girls.

I told my Mum first, and then my Dad. Truth be told, I don’t exactly remember the date of when I told them but I do remember that it was two or three years ago. But I believe the realization that I should tell them was after I had kissed a friend of mine and I figured out that well, I really liked girls.

The conversations went well-ish. I mean, my Mum is a fashion designer so she’s surrounded by gay people and couldn’t give a rat’s ass about what gender I prefer being with. She just kind of nodded her head, and when I said she could hate me for what I am, she responded with; ‘I work in the fashion industry there lady, I don’t give a shit’ and then closed the door.

When I told my Dad, he didn’t fully know how to respond other than know that he loved me no matter what. I mean, you could tell that he felt strange in the instance, but that’s because he didn’t know much about the ‘lifestyle’, or what have you. After time though, he came to understand in a sense, and well, we joke about it sometimes. See this conversation. But all in all, it went okay.


  • Me: There's a part of me that feels a bit off when talking to *****
  • Danielle: maybe because you're sick of dick.
  • HA, that rhymed.
  • couldn't resist that one.
  • Me: *Head desks repeatedly* Jesus fuck
  • Me: At this moment in time, I'm questioning if I even like dick anymore - at all. I'm not going to lie to you, I just kind of want a girlfriend that I can spoil right now.
  • Danielle: hahahaha. you do whatever you want, bro. I'll sit here and like guys all day everyday
  • Me: You see any smokin' hot lesbians walking about? Because if you do, you better tell me.

Within ten minutes of being in my house I was asked

  • If I’m prepared (like condoms, birth control and shit)
  • If I’m okay with my sexuality
  • How many people I’ve dated since we last saw each other
  • How many women I’ve dated since we last saw each other
  • Why I don’t have a job
  • Why don’t I plan on going to a ‘real’ college

And finally

  • If I’m sleeping with any of the people in the car that dropped me off(Greg, Zephyr, and Ray)

Not a fan of these family cookouts.

So This Happened . . .

  • The family went to the mall because my sister wanted to spend a bit of her birthday money. Mum said that I needed to entertain my Dad because she didn't really wish for him to go into 'Forever 21' and be bored. So anyways, we drop them off first and then park. After getting out of the car, this happens.
  • Me: So, where do you want to go.
  • Dad: Is there a strip club in there?
  • Me: Erm, I don't believe so
  • Dad: Well, we could both enjoy it since you swing that way. I'll take you there for your 21st birthday
  • Me: Dad, I hate to say it, but I think the RKO people will beat you to that one.
  • He was kidding, but I still find it hilarious.
  • Me: He's too cute.
  • Liz: Alright.
  • Me: Can I have him play Casimir . . . is that even moderately legal to kidnap him for?
  • Liz: I don't know.
  • Me: Oh my goodness, look at this photo (whosay.com/gublernation/photos/162674?wsref=tr&code=eaN39ep)
  • Liz: This is weird.
  • Me: What?
  • Me: This IS weird.
  • Liz: YA THINK?
  • Me: Oh goodness, he's adorable! I'd marry him.
  • Liz: He?
  • Me: Yes, Matthew Gray Gubler.
  • Liz: Do you realize what you're saying?
  • Me: *long pause* Oh dear lord.
  • Liz: HA.
I can’t see a difference.
Can you?

I can’t see a difference.

Can you?

"I had a really weird dream, you had a boyfriend."
— My little sister

Talking To My Mum About Liking Girls

  • Me: You can disown me if you like, I don't care.
  • Mum: Do you really think I give a shit? I work in fashion there lady.