I fucking hate that just because I’m gay everyone expects me to conform to some aesthetic, that I should drink weird wine out of a musty old bottle and go to oiled up saxophone concerts on the pier because it’s “gay culture”. Not all gay people want to hang off the train tracks over a ravine and let go only to miraculously survive! There is no “gay culture” some of us just wanna live in a coastal California town with our dog and family in peace, I’m so tired of these 100+ year old gays making fun of me when I say there’s worms in the takeout container!
(via theacedragon)









