Fucking breeders....literally!
The beautiful weather is here again, the birds are singing, flowers are blooming, and all the local straight couples are practically shagging on any spare piece of grass. It's been putting me off my lunch somewhat. Of couse everyone has a right to being affectionate in public, but please... I really don't want to see you slobbering all over each other and mounting each other in the sunlight. And don't wear a skirt if you're going to do it... I'm sick of seeing girls knickers. (no, i can't believe i said that either) It winds me up so much!!!!!!! Stop it!!! It's disgusting!!!
When I look at why it annoys me so much, maybe it's my sexuality that makes me angry... but if pairs of girls and boys were doing it, I'd be just as annoyed I think. It upsets me a little when I can't be as affectionate as I'd like in public with a girl as a straight couple, so maybe it hits that nerve a little. It's like they're rubbing it in my face. When with another girl, you get the wrong kind of attention, and being affectionate becomes more about making a point, rather than about how you feel, which is totally the wrong reason. I have experienced homophobia and also the laddish 'lesbiansss' rubbish, but it dosen't stop me if I really like someone. (but only if i feel safe doing it!!) But still you wouldn't catch me making a fool of myself rolling around in front of the cathedral.
Also, to me it smacks of when I was 19 and trying to prove to myself and the world that I liked men. Pissing my friends off by being all over a guy (i still cringe when I think about it...eeeek) and practically humping him in public whenever I could. How immature of me. Look everyone!! I'm straight! I'm straight! Maybe I thought if others believed it then I would too. And being outdoors was safer... well you blatently couldn't go all the way. I clung on to the fact I might like men for years... Goodness knows why. The protective element I like about men was hard to let go... and I loved them deeply as friends... (I often got different types of love mixed up) So of course I thought I must still like them. Probably repressed issues with my pa or something...hehe but a whole different topic and I'm digressing.
So in summary... Breeders of the world... think of the poor people who have to watch you when having their lunch... Including the embittered homosexuals who have very embarrassing memories.