It's not what people say.
It isn't even a little bit what they do.
sometimes . . .
Some times, it's just as simple as knowing you are the only fag there.
You can see and feel a pressure that probably isn't even there. Everyone at the thing you're attending has been nothing but cool.
But they don't know that you're gay. You know, and some of the people you know there know. But not everyone does.
And you don't know who's cool and who's a douche, waiting for any reason at all to damn you or whatever. They don't know.
So why should they care?
Sometimes it's just that simple.
It's as simple as being the only fag there.
And knowing that you are the only fag there.
Sometimes it's just that simple.
And sometimes it hurts.
