My 26 Year Old Feelings
I spent a week over Easter with my cousin and her family. The girl is a 'princess', an 'angel', Daddy's 'sweetheart'. She dresses in girly clothes, wears pink panties with hearts and little ribbons. She caters to her older brother, kisses his cheek and lays in his arms to watch tv. When I mentioned to her mother that she was being groomed, her mother told me gay girls are fucked up.
I have an uncle, he's an old man with war wounds and holds me by the neck with one hand. I go see him three or four times a year and he is on my back to get pregnant and take my place as an adult. I get angry and yell at him, and then go sit by his side until he gives in and holds me. He has no room for my gay friends, worthless panty ass queers, and my long term girlfriend. He's not a homophobe, unless it comes to me.
I can't help being homosexual, any more than I can help being a girl. I can't stand a man grabbing my sister, or having tell me she got lucky. I can't spend an hour with my father, I can spend a week in bed with my girlfriend. Every big sister wants the best for ger baby sister, and that does not involve a man. I know it's too late for her, she's caught up in something she can't understand.
One day my cousin will pay dearly for grooming her daughter. I wouldn't wear pink panties for any amount of money. I wish I could stay away from my uncle but I'm his favorite and he won't let that happen. I'll probably get pregnant this year and get married to my girlfriend. I can't marry a man, I just can't do that.


