Saturday, July 31, 2010

Boys confuse me.

So I've been talking to this guy online for the last couple of weeks, and I we were kind of hitting it off. It was enough that I was thinking of going on a date or two with him to see if there was anything there to build on.

And then we had this conversation.

Him: I don't see you as gay. You're just a guy who is into other guys.

Me: What?

Him: When someone says "Gay" I think of limp wrists and rainbows.

Me: I
am gay as the day is long, hun. Queer as a three dollar fucking bill. To me gay is everything from limp wrists and rainbows to guys elbow deep in other guys asses.


It got me thinking.

I don't think I can be with someone as uncomfortable with his sexuality as this guy is. He doesn't like flamers. Like, to the point where he wont actually consider being friends with anyone who is overly flamboyant.

He tells his friends he's bisexual, and hasn't told his parents yet (which, from what I understand is a smart choice)

But I'm not ready to go back in the closet. I'm out and I'm never going back.

1 comments:

  1. Huh, see I go away from my RSS feeds for a few weeks, and miss some pretty interesting stuff. ;-)

    I'm the same way; I think the super-flamboyant guys are actually pretty brave to just "be" and let everyone else go screw themselves if they don't like it.

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