THIS FUCKIN' GUY

SO. For Valentine’s Day I made my girlfriend a card that had a super cheesey love poem in it. I showed it to my little sister, and then left. Neither of us ever brought it up again. A few days ago I brought it up with her and the conversation went like this:

Me: So, do you remember that Valentine I showed you?
Sydney: Yeah.
Me: What do you think about its subject?
Sydney: I don’t know.
Me: You know that Abby and I are more than friends, right? You get it?
Sydney: Yeah. I don’t get why people care. It doesn’t matter. I’m your sister.
Me: :D :D :D

Okay. So then TODAYYYYY I went down stairs to talk to my mom, and the conversation went like this:

Me: Hey. Hi. Hello. Hola. Hi.
Mom: What?
Me: Can I tell you something?
Mom: Sure, what?
Me: Nevermind. I can’t. -runs away-
-commence chase scene in which she yells “You can’t fucking do that! TELL ME!” and then strangles me against a wall.-
Me: -in a ball on the floor- Well. You know how I want to go to Michigan?
Mom: Yeah….
Me: To see Abby…
Mom: Yeah…
Me: Well, it’s because, um -hyperventilates- I CAN’T.
Mom: TELL ME! Do you want me to guess?
Me: Yes. Please.
Mom: Because you’re madly in love with Abby?
Me: Yes.
-small talk about long distance relationships, blah blah blah-
-mom hugs me really tight-
Mom: I love you. I just want you to be happy. I’m just glad you’re in love with someone.
Me: THANK YOU. I LOVE YOU, TOO.
Me: You’re not really surprised, are you?
Mom: No.
Me: I mean, hi boxer briefs.
Mom: I mean, hi Tegan and Sara…

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YOU GUYS. THAT IS THE FACE OF AN OUT LESBIAN. Like, my mom loves me regardless of the fact that I like girls. Or that I wear boxer briefs. Or that I’m wearing my 7 year old brother’s baseball jersey. :3 I’m so happy.

Came out to my sister yesterday. Success. :)

I think I'm going to tell my mom this week.

Fuck

I almost came out to my mother tonight. I was really going to. Her best friend was in town from San Francisco. I love this woman too much for words. She's one of the only adults that actually listens and cares about what I have to say. She understands where I'm coming from and we share very similar political ideologies. Instead of telling me that I'm a waste for registering Libertarian like my father did, this woman high- fived me for speaking for my beliefs rather than rolling over and being a little bitch to American politics.

Then I chickened out.

The Best Friday I've Had In A While

I need an oil change.
This is Seb. We flew Betty Boop high and proud.
:)

I Apologize For The Over Abundance Of My Face.

Today I learned how to tie a tie. Essential life lesson #35

Today I stole my friend’s headphones and had a one person dance party in the dark room.

My playlist:

TALK TO ANIMALS
TEGAN AND SARA (COLOURS REMIX)
MGMT AND FAR EAST MOVEMENT
I BLAME COCO
DRAGONETTE
TEGAN AND SARA REMIX
CRYSTAL CASTLES

Also, I have very chubby cheeks.

I just want to like, tell everyone that your mine. And circle the world with you by my side, holding my hand. I just want to be able to lay with you when you're sad, or help you read lines for theatre, or make you dinner, or take you on dates, or cuddle with you, or kiss you, or hug you, or drive you places because your road rage is bad, or just be able to drive around town and pass your block, and I want to find out what makes you squirm, and see if you're ticklish. And be able to look into your eyes. I want to give you my jacket when you're cold and stick your hands inside of my pockets to keep you warm. I want to take you on picnics and surprise you with little things. I want to be able to crush your tiny frame in massive hugs and never let go. I want to go on double dates with your friends and go out to places with you while knowing that I'm the luckiest person in the world because you're coming home with me. I want to go to your theatre performances and give you flowers afterwards. I want to take out books from the library with you and read under trees. I want you to fall asleep on my chest because you're so beautiful when you're careless. I want to bring you soup when you're sick and I want to go see Josh Groban in concert because I know how much you love him. I want to wake up next to you. I want to bring you breakfast in bed. I want to make tacos with you. I want to bring home moon orchids because I know they're your favorite. I want to take silly pictures with you in a photo booth. I want to come home to you wearing my flannel. I want to have fights with you, but let you win because I hate to see you sad. I want to steal kisses when no one's looking. I want to know what if feels like to have you in my arms.

This Weekend I Was Called A Boy 3 Times

1) Boys Batman boxer briefs
2) Equus t-shirt
3) Barefoot
4) I'm really tiny