The thing is when you’re bisexual, you’re not really surprised when a straight person is biphobic. Sure it sucks and you’re like “well fuck you too dude” to whoever the prick is; but it’s not so astonishing.
Biphobic gay people on the other hand, actually hurt like a motherfucker. Like bro you’re supposed to be on my side??? Like even “my people” can’t accept me?? That hurts so much more than some random dude who expects a threesome.
Torn on what to do about the whole roller skates thing. Because the only rentals that fit me are really crummy. Like as in I can’t actually perform the basic moves bad. But with my job situation still up in the air I’m not sure how far I can pursue roller derby at the moment so I don’t want to buy my own if I’m not going to be able to do it now/end up strapped for money.
This proverb exists in different forms in many parts of Africa
"Until lions have their own historians, tales of the hunt shall always glorify the hunter" (Igbo, Nigeria).
"Until lions start writing down their own stories, the hunters will always be the heroes" (Kenya and Zimbabwe).