NO. mom, you DONT get to choose what i do with my goddamn life.

I’m my own fucking person now and i don’t need your help figuring shit out. and no, i don’t care about attracting girls. i’m gay. but hell, if i told you that, you sure as hell wouldn’t proud or even happy for me. no. you’re never proud of me. filling me with these stupid ass lies of you caring for me ever since i was small, but i’m not stupid anymore mom. get out.