After hanging out with a certain group of people,
this is how I feel today:
I've always liked Comic Sans. It must be a gay font because naturally my whole life revolves around my being a lesbian, right? I have no personality beyond gayness. My interests, my likes, my dislikes, it can all be rooted back to my being gay and whatever I say or don't say to you is, of course, because I'm gay. Right?
*cringe* People sometimes, I swear.
And they say gay rights are improving so we should all smile, thank everyone, and continue quietly with our gay lives. I don't know about you guys, but I still feel very much like an outsider. No matter how many laws are made or modified, they'll never be able to force homophobic people to want to get to know me and not be afraid to look past my "immoral sin". As long as they can't, all the gay rights laws in the world won't take away the hurt of some sneer in the hallway or the silent stereotypes I see in my own family's eyes when they look my way.
But anyway. I apologize for all of the above. Ranting when in a bad mood must be just a really gay thing to do. :S
*Hugs you all*