You're going to do it; you refuse to live in the closet! You prance out of your room, skip downstairs and reveal to your parents…

"I'm gay and I'm proud of it! And I don't care what you guys think!"

Your parents take awhile to acknowledge your revelation.

"Gay huh? You'd think you'd have a better sense of fashion." You Mom says sipping her coffee as she points to your drab clothing.
"…what? I was confused! I was depressed! I was struggling with who I was!" you dramatically whine.
"Should've just asked me, I could've told you that you were gay. Can't say I didn't see this one coming." You Dad remarks not looking up from his book.

You're almost disappointed that they aren't making a big deal out of this.

"Don't you guys care?!"
"Why should we? We've accepted the fact that we failed as parents a long time ago. This just confirms it. Personally I'm just glad you're not moping anymore. That was getting to be really boring. If you're going to be a pillow biter though I suggest you keep it a secret at school. They may not be as understanding of your decadent lifestyle as we are." Your Mom says.
"Speaking of decadence, are we still going that party tonight?" you Dad asks your Mom.
"Yes, and remember to bring your own leash this time. Last time you caught that rash on your neck from using someone else's."

While your parents relive one of their swinger parties you dejectedly go back to your room. You feel like someone's let all the air out of your tires because you really hoping for some attention of any kind. You're depressed all over again, except now it's even worse because you're gay too!

You suppress your gayness and go back to being miserable

Realizing that you're a big loser regardless of your sexual preference, you decide to suppress your gayness, since at least you won't result in you getting beat up by the jocks on a regular basis.

In an effort to suppress who you are, you begin to over compensate and start acting like a first class macho asshole. Which would be fine, if you actually could back it up, but since deep down inside you're really a big girl, you don't pull it off very well. All you succeed in doing is getting beat up a lot guys who don't like you constantly hitting their girlfriends which you aren't even attracted to. You also end up getting beat up by the girls you're hitting on. In fact you probably would've taken FEWER beatings if you'd accepted being gay!

Eventually, you actually manage to get one girl to fall for your poseur hetero act. Of course it's the most pathetic one in the entire school. She's 300 pounds, has coke bottle glasses, severe acne, braces and breathes when she talks. However, she's all yours in your futile quest to deny your gayness.

Then comes that "special night" when she's willing to give it up for you. (Which unsurprisingly doesn't take long) When she takes off her clothes you are completely unable to get an erection…though to be fair, even if you were straight you probably still wouldn't be able to get it up for this massive monstrosity that should've been killed at birth. She attempts to blow you in an effort to get you started, but all she succeeds in doing is drawing blood due to her badly made braces.

Having had enough of this charade you push the disgusting creature off of you, put your bloody dick in your pants, and run back home, vowing that you'd rather take it up the ass than go through something like that again.

As it turns out, you get your wish, but not in the way that you might prefer…

Your "girlfriend" was VERY hurt by your departure, as she thought yours was a true love that would last forever not some faggot travesty. Her demeanor changes to that of a psycho vindictive cunt, who accuses you of trying to rape her. She claims she managed to stop you, by biting you in the dick, forcing you to run away.

You protest your innocence and claim that you're really gay, but nobody's buying it because you were known to be sexually harassing all the girls in school, and several witnesses can attest to this. Nobody believes you and you end up going to jail where YOU get ass raped for real almost every other day by the Aryan brotherhood who make you their personal pass around prison bitch.

Your torment of having an asshole the size of Texas comes to an end when you get a little mouthy with one of the Aryans who's in no mood for your bullshit and shanks your bitch ass.

The moral of the story?

Denying who you really are is a bad thing and never results in a good outcome. Be proud of who you are. Even if you're gay, you can still live a fairly good life. You might burn in hell afterwards, but at least your time on Earth can be salvageable!

And now you know!