“OMG MY GAY BESTIE IS SINGLE!
LET ME HOOK HIM UP WITH YOUR GAY BESTIE!”

that gets my entire goat.
hell,
that gets the entire farm.
i hate that shit and it seems like it’s done to gay males by the straights often.
i remember years ago,
one of my home-vixens tried to hook me up with black vixen cosplaying,
practically a vixen himself,
white fox.

a fox.
i’m like at what point did i ask for this?
it’s like someone knows someone who is gay and assumes,
since they are both single,
they are both compatible.
i’m always hooked up with others i’m left scratching my head about.
again,
that happened to me this week…

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bad enough,
i watched “bird box” a couple days ago.
i thought i’d have to use my sex blindfold.
last night,
something straight out of all the alien invasion movies happened in new yawk.
so i was laying on my bed…

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