the neighborhood i'm moving into is so suburban it has a fucking country club. A COUNTRY CLUB. just down the road from my place. pray for me as i enter this land of the straight and absurd.
i've decided to pretend that going back in the closet is just playing spy. cos i'll still be real with my real friends i'll just be undercover when i'm in public / at work -- let's pretend to be cishet WASPs shall we? it'll be fun.
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ok let's be real i'll never pass as straight except to the most oblivious people but i can probs pass as a nice tame capitalist gay instead of a flaming radical queer commie. right?
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maybe i'm wrong and maybe i'll feel okay to be more open with peeps there idk. either way i'm glad i'm in a position where i have enough genuine real friendships, that i'm not depending on coworkers and strangers to See Me. that's something to be happy about.
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