Staring at the Web,
I'm lost in my reflection.
My own little corner of self-worship.
This past weekend was, apparently, Pride. I didn't even know. Bad queer, no biscuit.
Oh- you mean that excuse to be slutty and flamboyant and live up to all the stereotypes that exist? I guess I didn't get the memo either.:)
When did we start needing excuses to be slutty and flamboyant?
:) Well, for those who aren't always- it is their once a year flame... kind of like a BBQ. At least that is what I hear.
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