I give it to you straight. 3 words...
I AM BISEXUAL!
Okay, my face is heating up XD
Anyways, here's a story, a very personal one :/ Just felt like telling it...
Alright, so, my first relationship, uuhhh, it was with a guy ... 😳
(Hesitation) His name was Alex. He was gay, you can tell in his behaviour. He wore a unicorn sweater once, but that's another story for another time.
Sooooo, me and Alex were friends, for about 4 years or something. So, he was the one who confessed, after that I told him that I was bisexual. Soooooooooooooo. We had our first kiss 😐. (Yaoi, :/) It was summer time, so no school. He came over to my house a lot, like, every day we would either talk or see each other. He would sleep over, and we would actually cuddle, (Ahhh memories) and sneak kisses :). One day we went swimming, at the pool and people just looked at us because we looked sooo gay with his pink trousers and my girly walking. (Burts into laughter) Anyway, school came back round, and then me and him tried to act normal, but we couldn't help giving glances. The teacher noticed what was happening and told the class saying something like "Alex and Jeffery! Stop you're gay flirting and get back to work!!". Alex ran out and I went after him. That teacher was fierd. Everyone made fun of us from then on. Mostly Alex because he was gay and I was Bisexual. I would often find him crying with notes in his hands, saying things like "You're a disgrace to this world " and "God hates you". I would craddle him in my arms and tell him it's alright. About a week later, Alex was found dead. He killed himself, because it went to far. I still went to school. I heard someone say something about Alex being gay. I went to him and yelled "Well it's because of you he's dead!" , tears would stream down my face. I never forgot about him, not for a day. Even now this story brings tears to my eyes.
I still love him, I would dream about him sometimes. But I moved on, never forgetting. I have my family and friends. And my dear Samantha :)
