Ink smears, as thoughts sometimes do. ~Terri Guillemets

Some days so many words rush to my head,

But I don't know how to say them
So I write them instead


Monday, August 16, 2010

The gay guy who isn't actually gay.



I have a best friend.
He is a homosexual.
Not really, but just pretend.
He helps me decide on girlish things and gives me girlish advice.
We like to organise slumber parties and talk about feelings.
His name is;

Rex (reh-xs) Kane (kay-neh) Hart (hah-teh)

Once he really hurt me because he didn't tell me he was getting a hair cut.
But its ok, I forgave him eventually.
He owns a pair of bananas in pajamas pajamas, and pink leiderhosen.
But its ok, because thats who he is.

He can be stupid every now and then, and mess about,
But he likes to put make up on
so forever and ever he will always be,
My bestest gayest guyest friend, In the entire universe.

In fact, I have written him a song.

Ohhhh Rexxx,
We pretend you gayyy
even thoughh your nottt,
especially in thatt wayyy.
Youu mayyy have longg hairr
and love heart underrwearrr,
But hey!
You're speciall in your owwwwwwnn wayyyyyyy.

The end.

Thank you for pretending to be gay for me rex.

:)




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