A Stud in the Closet
I knew the two people in this photo many years ago, when they were beautiful and in love. And even then, people had so much to say. As we approach 2012, I find the conversations of the onlookers (who are close minded) to be supreme waste of time. The disgust is merely a projection of their own fear of being true to themselves - and it replicates homophobia (to the second degree)
To me, all of it is based on a profound aversion to dealing with reality.
Recently on bklyn boihood posted a narrative written by a brave (but anonymous) young masculine of center person. She spoke poetically of her attraction and admiration of other masculine of center women, and I wanted to share it with all of you:
(via liquorinthefront)