• *two bowls in the sink*
  • my mom:I hate coming home to a dirty ass home. are you proud of this shit. are you proud of constantly disappointing you not love me after I brought you into this world and give so much? pack your bags you're leaving this house you don't want to take care of.

80 years into the future i am lying in a hospital bed moments away from my death. I am surrouded by my family, children, and friends i’ve made in my lifetime. the doctors say ive only got seconds left. i pull my spouse in close and whisper desperatly into their ear, “no homo.” i pass away knowing noone things im gay now.