Quite some time ago I was asked by someone why I was like this. What was the reason that I was like this. What purpose did this have in the world. This being the fact that I was a flaming homosexual.
To be honest, I did not answer her. Besides an eye-squint, I had no clear or definite answer for her. Of course I could have given her an easy one-liner, but it didn’t seem to fit the situation — she still wouldn’t have accepted it.
It’s an insanely odd question. Read More »