Every time I've turned around in the last week, someone's coming out of the closet. I know why, but it's still silly.
People are the way they are.
I've thought long and hard about my attraction towards men. There is none. And I've tried to see it, believe me. Leonardo DiCaprio might be the most attractive man on the face of the earth, but I really don't want to fuck him, much less kiss him or hold his hand. And I've accepted my heterosexuality.