In Trigonometry Phil spent the whole period thinking.

He had was chewing on his pen and it pulled his lip down slightly.

I'll have you know, it looked adorable.

I wish I could tell him that I though I was in love with him.

But everyone thinks I'm straight.

What would they say if they knew I were gay?

God, stupid homophobes make everything hard.

I just want to be happy, but no one gets that.

I want Phil, getting what I want brings happiness.

I mean, most people are only straight because it's normal.

If they were another gender would they be gay?

Probably not.

Because they want to be normal.

What if I were to come out...

Who would I tell?

I have no one to tell.

I need a friend, that can help me through this, I need someone to tell me it's fine, I'm normal, it's driving me insane keeping all these little things inside.

No matter how small they are, they build up.

Just to break you down.

I'm coming out, I can't not come out.