Everyone out of the closet

Every time I’ve turned around in the last week, someone’s coming out of the closet. It’s silly really…why do people have to do this? I know why, but it’s still silly. People are the way they are. That’s it.

I’ve thought long and hard about my attraction towards men. There is none. And I’ve tried to see it, believe me. Leonardo DiCaprio might be the most attractive man on the face of the earth, but I really don’t want to fuck him, much less kiss him or hold his hand. And I’ve accepted my heterosexuality. But no one cares…society expects me to be heterosexual. And no one should care about my friends’ bisexuality or homosexuality.

People say I’m a bitter fuck…and I am most of the time…but I really do yearn for a world where people aren’t judged by factors out of their control (skin color, sexual orientation, disability, etc.). It pisses me off.