09 January 2009
It's a little bit funny
Sometimes I think it's a bit odd that I live with another boy. I sleep in a bed with another boy, I kiss another boy, but he’s a BOY.
Obviously, I quite like it, and I wouldn't change it. But when you grow up being told that one day you’ll get married to a girl and you’ll have children and live in a house with an apple tree next to it and a yellow sun in the sky and smoke coming out of the chimney, it feels weird when you don't end up doing it.
Obviously, I quite like it, and I wouldn't change it. But when you grow up being told that one day you’ll get married to a girl and you’ll have children and live in a house with an apple tree next to it and a yellow sun in the sky and smoke coming out of the chimney, it feels weird when you don't end up doing it.
1 comment:
These are deep thoughts to be having on a Friday afternoon. Maybe by the time we all have kids, or those kids have kids, that won't be what we're told and there won't just be one picture painted of the same future for everyone. I'm probably being overly optimistic though.
Helen x
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