I kissed a girl. I didn’t just kiss her… we made out. But I don’t know if I liked it. I always thought I liked women… but what if I don’t? But what if I did like it? What if that’s the only time I will ever kiss anyone? What if when I kiss a man I hate it? Will that make me a lesbian? But what if I’m bi. What if the worlds hates me. What if I die because of this feeling eating me from the inside. It’s excruciating. And yet I’m glad I kissed her. I’m glad it happened. Because now I know one more thing about life.
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