I take a breather.
The night sky was dark (obviously), and I was ready to crash I was that tired after the Peter Frampton concert that just finished.
The license plate... it says 'QWR.'
"Ha! The license plate says Queer!" I tell my dad.
"Queer?!" He laughs. Luckily he is not a homophobe. "But none of us is gay,"
I bite my lip. When do I tell him? How? What am I supposed to say?
"Are you sure about that?" I said coolly.
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Queer Girl
RandomAre you gay? Trans? Confused? Lonely? Misunderstood? Me too. Man, what a mood. Ok but in all seriousness, this book is here for you. I am here for you. I promise the world doesn't hate you. There's people that care about you. I CARE ABOUT YOU. I me...
