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Its time to come out of the cupboard, the closet, the press. Time to be honest, Time to confess. Time to let on that I am straight, surely that will end the debate. Yes I am hetero, I really like men. That's my secret, My starter for ten. Not that it matters because I am just me. There isnt a template for who I should be. So why are others forced to confess? Told to be honest, their sexuality to address. For we are all human, we are all real, Its not up to others just how we should feel. Its not about Hetero, Gay or straight, Its about people and how they relate. If everyone is equal and their hearts are the same, if they have skin, ten toes and a name. Why should we push some of them to make the claim, that their orientation just isnt the same? If we are all human's thats the way it should be, Just men and women with no pressure to be ....... anything other than You or Me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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