(This is my friend Alex and her girlfriend Kayla… I’ll explain where Alex fits into this post in a hot min, but first…)

Being gay in America right now, is like walking home from ur friend’s house alone at 3 in the morning. Well, not all the time, but sometimes… Like walking home from ur friend’s house at 3 in the morning, ur eyes open a little more. U take note of the ppl around u more. U try and judge from far away whether a person could be dangerous to u. Sometimes u don’t rlly feel safe or comfortable at all. Sometimes u just keep ur guard up and walk a little faster home.

The other night my friend Alex called me from her walk home… She had met her roommate after work at some random Center City bar. She told me some bro dude was trying to talk to her. Obviously. When that Pussycat Doll’s song Don’t Cha came on, and in the middle of an altogether average conversation the dude said to her, “Ugh… If there’s 2 things I hate it’s the Pussycat Dolls and gays.” 

Totally pissed off Alex said, “Well I’m gay!” And needless to say the dude was speechless and Alex began her walk home. 

2 things…

1. How is homophobia so accepted that this bro dude thought it would be totally ok to say that he “hates gays” in front of a total stranger? Didn’t he think she might be gay, or have a gay brother, or a gay friend, or just not be completely bro-tarded? 

2. For all intense and purposes I’m bro-dude-o-phobic, but I don’t go blabbing abt it to every random person I meet. So just STFU homophobic bro dudes, because we’re everywhere, and u will look like a fool the day it’s thrown in ur face.

TTLY, Conrad