Dear Anonymous Lesbian:
Right now, you are just like the men in my life – unattainable, unreachable, obtuse and out of reach.
Not that I’m thinking about changing sides at this point but if you’re so interested in me and so convinced that you can convince me to try something new and exciting, then grow some balls (unlike the men in my life) and say something. Something real, something tangible. Something that makes me think you’re different than someone with a penis.
Because otherwise, you’re just the same. And the one thing I don’t need in my life right now is more of the same.
1 comment:
I think we should name our first album "Anonymous Lesbian"
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