Arthur Miller’s play, Death of a Salesman, puts a modern twist on Aristotle’s definition of ancient Greek tragedy when Willy Lowman 's life story directly identifies the fatal flaw of the “American Dream”.
So I’m an LBF. “Lesbian best friend” to clarify. More commonly known as GBF, but truthfully I think there’s definitely a difference in gay men and lesbian women. To my friends I know that I am more than just their gay best friend, even if that’s how some outside people link me to them. I’m fine with it, it’s actually almost impossible to offend me when it comes to LGBT+ things. I know that sounds bad, like I don’t support it fully, but getting my panties in a bunch about homophobic words or gay jokes made at me by drunk juniors at football …show more content…
I guess I’ve had my moments worrying that I was the gay character. My two closest girl best friends are amazing. They’re beautiful, smart, and both extremely talented. But I’d never want to date them. In the most loving way possible. While I can acknowledge a beautiful person, I’m not attracted to either of them. I mean, Lindsay and I lived 3 houses down from each other since Kindergarten, so right there it would be like having a crush on my sister. After I first came out, or was “thrown out” should I say, I kept my distance from them. I wasn’t close enough to them at the time to know their feelings on gay people and I wasn’t sure if they we’re going to react with those cliché lines. As the distance fell away I did everything to make it clear that they had nothing to worry about from me being gay. I wanted it to be just as it had been before. Of course that feeling faded over time and my being gay was not longer the giant elephant in the …show more content…
Sam and I first bonded over our love for hot women while people watching at Dollywood one summer. Blake and I spend our late winter nights building fires and talking about Christmas. AJ and I religiously watch Faking I while I throw things at the TV in anger. And Linds and I love to spend out days talking shit and discussing how dumb boys are. While I literally feel like the luckiest girl in the world to have these friends sometimes, often I find myself wishing I wasn’t
So I’m an LBF. “Lesbian best friend” to clarify. More commonly known as GBF, but truthfully I think there’s definitely a difference in gay men and lesbian women. To my friends I know that I am more than just their gay best friend, even if that’s how some outside people link me to them. I’m fine with it, it’s actually almost impossible to offend me when it comes to LGBT+ things. I know that sounds bad, like I don’t support it fully, but getting my panties in a bunch about homophobic words or gay jokes made at me by drunk juniors at football …show more content…
I guess I’ve had my moments worrying that I was the gay character. My two closest girl best friends are amazing. They’re beautiful, smart, and both extremely talented. But I’d never want to date them. In the most loving way possible. While I can acknowledge a beautiful person, I’m not attracted to either of them. I mean, Lindsay and I lived 3 houses down from each other since Kindergarten, so right there it would be like having a crush on my sister. After I first came out, or was “thrown out” should I say, I kept my distance from them. I wasn’t close enough to them at the time to know their feelings on gay people and I wasn’t sure if they we’re going to react with those cliché lines. As the distance fell away I did everything to make it clear that they had nothing to worry about from me being gay. I wanted it to be just as it had been before. Of course that feeling faded over time and my being gay was not longer the giant elephant in the …show more content…
Sam and I first bonded over our love for hot women while people watching at Dollywood one summer. Blake and I spend our late winter nights building fires and talking about Christmas. AJ and I religiously watch Faking I while I throw things at the TV in anger. And Linds and I love to spend out days talking shit and discussing how dumb boys are. While I literally feel like the luckiest girl in the world to have these friends sometimes, often I find myself wishing I wasn’t