internally gay

i'm writing my friend an erotica, starring me, in a situation i'm making up on the spot about tim the yoga guy.

i've been tell him all day, "i am just like you. i am a gay man" i've declared myself his gay best friend.

i told someone else this, and he said "does that mean you like people of the same gender as you?"

i go "ok so imagine a movie where a gay man wakes up in a female body. that's me."

why i am a gay man and not a straight woman even though i clearly am female (on the outside): simply put i think like a gay man.

i have NEVER fallen under the spell of Twilight or 50 shades of gray, because i am a fucking cynic.

i don't believe in "romance" or "love" like that; i'm a realist. i believe in sex.

so i'm a cynical hedonist.

which is exactly what a gay man is.

on top of that i have this overwhelming confidence which likely came from doing school theatre.

plus i did school theatre. like dancing around as an actual shakespearean fairy.

and i see things and people for what they are. and i call them out when i feel like it.

[fakear is so good omg listen to this
https://youtu.be/-zZbkPnBtS8?si=XHchC-fHBBJTrq9j&t=954]

and i am so proud of being a gay man too, like it's the highest compliment i've ever given myself.

(actually i'm either a gay man or a french man because everything i said describes this one french man i knew perfectly)