I've been having thoughts lately and I think I'm bisexual. Whenever (fuck it, I'm just going to say it) jack off, I think of both a girl and a guy fucking the shit out of me and... it turns me on. Hahaha, oh god, I don't know how I'm going to explain this to my friends, who all assume that I'm straight because I'm this girl who's seen as the 'adorable' and 'innocent' one.
I don't understand where that image came from, seeing as I've dyed my hair too many times for me to count, have numerous piercings on my face and ears and body, and smoke as much as what's left of my pack. But to each their own, I suppose.
Over the last summer of 2009, I got a tee shirt that says 'I (heart) Boobies!' to support breast cancer and this girl came up to me and asked me what it said. Now, this girl is the hugest cunt gossipper in the entire school. I showed it to her and... oh my god, do you know what she asked next?
"Ew, you're not gay, are you?"
Alright, bitch? You ask me what my shirt says and then you ask me if I'm homosexual. I'm not a man, you twat. It's either lesbian or bisexual. In my case, it'd be the later of the two because while I still find tits and a vagina hot, I'm still open to men. Regardless. It just pisses me off when I get completely idiotic people on my case like that.
But I'm still... afraid of coming out to my friends because I don't want to lose them. I've got two best girl friends who are against homophobia, but say the words 'faggot' and 'gay' and all that. And I've got a best guy friend who is really homophobic against men. Even though, again, I'm not a man and he says that bisexual and lesbian girls are hot (maaajor laughs), but I'm still not sure.
Fuck, I wish I knew. But it's absolutely fantastic being bisexual and bulimic, yeah?
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