Resist.
Resisting.
I think I'll go open that bottle of tequila afterall...
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Welcome to Closet Nation.
In my country, we do not speak that which we knoweth by sight (and we can easily tell the butch from the femmes).
No, I'm not talking about the gay boys. I'm talking about the women. Women who love women. We can barely even admit that we're gay.
We hide all our feelings, work our asses off to get somewhere and hopefully, Out of this country.
This my nation, my sin city.
In my country, we do not speak that which we knoweth by sight (and we can easily tell the butch from the femmes).
No, I'm not talking about the gay boys. I'm talking about the women. Women who love women. We can barely even admit that we're gay.
We hide all our feelings, work our asses off to get somewhere and hopefully, Out of this country.
This my nation, my sin city.
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Give in, have fun. And have one for me too. Have a great weekend.
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