But also men. Amiright or amiright?? Aye??? Boys be cute and so do girls. And that's on ✨ being bi ✨

Anyways, in honor of it being pride, I'm gonna talk about the only pride I've ever been to! So we are (it's just me actually, I am talking to myself) gonna go fucking turn back time to June of 2017. I was 15; I had just finished my freshman year of high school, realized I was asexual, and I had met this really cute fucking girl at a Creative Writing camp named Sloane. Oh my god I had a fat crush on her but she had a girlfriend.

Anyways. She was talking about how she and girlfriend were gonna go up to NYC to go to the pride parade that was being held there. And me being a young gay had never heard of pride so I got really fucking excited at the idea of it all. So I went home and I begged my mom if she could take me and we could go see it. And she fucking said yes??? Love supportive parents. 

Unfortunately, in order to go, I actually had to like come out to my dad which was nerve wracking and stressful but all he said was "I know" and it's been chill lmao. He went through a phase of buying me gay shit which I would never wear now but I loved back then. Except for the flip-flops. He got me flip-flops with rainbows on them and they're great. Love those. 

Pride was genuinely so fucking fun. I wasn't actually in the parade. My mom and I just watched from the barriers cause I have no idea how you even get to walk with the parade lmao. I still have shit from it too. Like my big rainbow flag (which used to be on my wall and is now in my time capsule), the tiny hand-held flag is sitting in a plant pot in the living room for all to see, and I have a sticker on my bookshelf that a Queen handed me that says "God Made Me Queer." 

It was honestly just like six hours (it went on longer but that was just when my mom and I hopped on the train home) of so much fucking fun. It was music and dancing and singing and just fucking enjoyment. We didn't even end up watching the parade for the whole six hours we were in the city. I got hungry around like 3/4pm maybe? And we ended up going to a McDonalds before wandering around the city. 

We ended up in Union Square Park and there was a Latin American culture festival/celebration thing going on. Like there was a sorta color guard with flag dancers and a bunch of booths with artisans. And I ended up buying this beautiful ring, oh my god I was in love with it. I don't even remember what it looks like anymore but I used to wear it all the time. And then my cousin lost it. 

PAIN.

Right outside the park, there was a band busking on a street corner (very New York, I know) and I loved them. I bought their EP (no idea where it is) and I still listen to them to this day. City of the Sun. Very cool. 10/10 would recommend. It's all instrumental music and it's great for me to read or write to when I don't wanna risk getting too distracted by lyrics or end up writing the lyrics instead of what I actually mean to write. 

Do you know how many times I've done that? Like I'll be writing and instead of continuing a sentence I'll just start writing what I'm hearing. It's so fucking frustrating. 

This is getting off topic. Anyways. 

I'm like 99% sure I wrote about this pride like the day after it happened at either the end of my first misc or the start of my second one so watch me be missing details lmao. 

To round this off have some gay memes :D

If you're an exclusionist you're shit 💖💖

Happy fucking ptide kids 💖