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Sometimes it's strange not being straight
Often forgetting I like all genders
Not just one
Cute girls
Cute boys
Everywhere I look
Their gender, irrelevant
It's their style, how they stand out
Diversity is attractive
Breasts are gorgeous,
Women are sexy
Androgyne is hott,
The genderless are so fascinating
Masculinity,
Sometimes a turn on
Genderqueers/Genderbenders,
People just like me
Ones I understand
I forget how open I am
Often not realizing it isn't "normal"
Not everyone loves guys who are feminine
Or women who want mustaches
I may never be use to this
But I will always accept it
For this is who I am
Often forgetting I like all genders
Not just one
Cute girls
Cute boys
Everywhere I look
Their gender, irrelevant
It's their style, how they stand out
Diversity is attractive
Breasts are gorgeous,
Women are sexy
Androgyne is hott,
The genderless are so fascinating
Masculinity,
Sometimes a turn on
Genderqueers/Genderbenders,
People just like me
Ones I understand
I forget how open I am
Often not realizing it isn't "normal"
Not everyone loves guys who are feminine
Or women who want mustaches
I may never be use to this
But I will always accept it
For this is who I am
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Be Who You are
I've always wanted to be different,
The guy with the Mohawk,
The guy with the weird religion,
The guy with the weird taste in music,
The guy who didn't fit in.
But sometimes I would be "the wrong kind of different".
The guy who was awkward as hell so they all hated him,
The guy who wanted to call you cute making you think he is a creep,
The guy who didn't want to say the wrong things so you wouldn't hate him,
The guy who wasn't really there.
Other times I wanted to be "your right kind of right"
The guy who called you a gay fag because everyone else was saying it,
The guy who repressed his true identity in order to be like you,
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Welcome?
"Welcome"
An old man hands her a bulletin
Does he know?
Does he know he just welcomed a gay into his church?
What if he did?
Would he take it back?
Kick her out?
Yell at her?
Tell her she's a sinner?
No.
This old man doesn't know.
He doesn't know that yet another secret gay just walked into his church.
Another parishioner sits in the pews ostracized
Listening to the Pastor at the pulpit
Slowly dying inside knowing she doesn't fit in,
Knowing this church doesn't accept her orientation, the love of her life.
No.
This man doesn't know.
She takes the bulletin, feigns a smile, and walks into the church.
She finds a seat in the
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Secrets..
"We're just friends"
You say these words again and again
Because everyone is convinced,
That we are girlfriends.
You laugh it off,
"Oh yea, as if!"
I laugh along
But you don't notice that it's cold.
You don't pay attention to
The pounding of my heart
When you rest your head on my chest.
You don't feel my fingers tremble
When they meet your skin.
You don't notice my breathing
When your tongue slithers over my neck.
You fall asleep in my arms,
So you don't feel my lips
Brush slightly against your ear
And what's more, you don't hear
When I whisper,
"I love you"
You mumble something from your dreams
And just as I think I ma
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This is honestly true. I hope this doesn't offend anyone. I do NOT think my sexuality is better than anyone's.
I often do forget my sexuality. Sometimes I have to stop myself from being like "Isn't she beautiful" or "Omg, she's hott".
I often do forget my sexuality. Sometimes I have to stop myself from being like "Isn't she beautiful" or "Omg, she's hott".
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I think you are wonderful.