They’re so pretty,
It hurts.
I’m not talking about boys,
I’m talking about…
I don’t know who I like.
I don’t know what I am,
and I don't think I ever will.
I don’t want a label
forcing me to conform
into one group.
I want to fit in. I’m normal.
But in which way?
I don’t know what to do.
It’s not like I get to choose
Who I love…
Don't make me choose
between him or her.
Maybe I like both.
But I guess I chose you.
That’s normal.
May 23
May 23, 2026 at 9:00 PM UTC
They’re so pretty,
It hurts.
I’m not talking about boys,
I’m talking about…
I don’t know who I like.
I don’t know what I am,
and I don't think I ever will.
I don’t want a label
forcing me to conform
into one group.
I want to fit in. I’m normal.
But in which way?
I don’t know what to do.
It’s not like I get to choose
Who I love…
Don't make me choose
between him or her.
Maybe I like both.
But I guess I chose you.
That’s normal.
Quoting "girls" by girl in red. Enjoy.
