I’m in agony and avoiding going to sleep to avoid tomorrow even though I know that isn’t how it works, but morning comes thanksgiving and baking I don’t want to do, small talk I wish I could avoid, and while I am never berated with the “do you have a boyfriend” comments I’m sitting here at almost two AM wishing I had someone to hold close and call mine, and that could hold me close and call me theirs, this pain is not helped by the fact I am in constant fluctuation between heteroflexible and just really f****** bisexual.