"I came out to my sister, and she said, Oh my god, you're gay! Are you seeing a psychologist? I answered: No, I'm seeing a schoolteacher." – Bob Smith

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A chilly evening , gentle wind and breezy air.. you can hear the drops of rain on the roof sheets creating an harmonious symphony, melodious to the hearing . There I was coiled up under the warmth of my

A chilly evening , gentle wind and breezy air.. you can hear the drops of rain on the roof sheets creating an harmonious symphony, melodious to the hearing . There I was coiled up under the warmth of my

An avalanche would have been jealous of the way my mother let herself go. She was only mere inches from me, completely crumbled in my desk chair, her flushed face buried in her palms and her knee brushed

Lo and behold, on Twitter no less, I found this gem from no other than the Onion Boy (Onision) himself. Having come into contact with some LGBT people from a variety of hostile and/or unsafe environments,