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i wrote this sophomore year of high school for a creative writing class. can& #39;t find the final and *much better* version that& #39;s printed out and lost somewhere, but reading this first draft makes me wanna cry
you would think nowadays 2 girls dating in nj isn& #39;t that big of a deal, at least not among peers. i wish it were true that "nobody cares" if we& #39;re lesbian or bi. it hurts when friends become strangers because of who we love, it hurts more for those whose friends became bullies
when i was 15 i cared so much about what my classmates thought of me, even though our creative writing assignments were anonymous. i chose a different piece to be read out loud to the class, i feared of anyone besides the teacher even knowing there was another wlw in the room.
the piece i chose to have read out loud was some bullshit writing that i was lucky to receive a B on, i think he was being generous because it was one of our first assignments. this poem about girls received an A and some notes.
i knew when i wrote it that it was better. i was so afraid of anyone even suspecting that it was my writing. and i& #39;m proud of how easily i was able to post this online today, without any of my revisions, using my real name that any of those classmates can look up and find.
i don& #39;t have a nice way to conclude this thread that i wrote for myself. but i& #39;m just proud of myself for how i& #39;ve changed and how i& #39;m not afraid of people knowing i like girls anymore. and idk i just wanted to share that online today
i mean you& #39;re just gonna see me shitposting but fine
