No, not an erotic story... I know two lesbians, one about a year younger than me, and the other two years younger than me. When they first started going out I made fun of them. It wasn't entirely because I was/am homophobic, more because i just doubt the sincerity of most teens who declare themselves lesbians, gay or whatever. My brother was gay, but em, not anymore. My best friend, gay, but not anymore. Lots of my female friends....lesbian or bi, but most, not anymore. I just see it as a way for teens to rebel or stick out(in a world gone gay, is being gay rebellious anymore? Should being gay even be rebellious?). Throw in that most of the teens who are gay or whatever tend to be "Individuals", or follow "rebellious" trends(emo, punk, rock chix, whatever), and I just doubt their sincerity. Both of these lesbians fit the regular profile as far as I was concerned. One was into horror, and played the goth card, the other was into punk(Avril Lavigne...pop punk?) and all that fashion that goes along with it. So when they started going out, I assumed they were just doing it for the attention. It turns out the younger one's dad is a bit of homophobe, and I assumed this played a part in her deciding she was a lesbian(what better way to rebel?). I was talking to her, and she kept constantly saying crap like "Oh, we're so in love, it's going to last forever", and using words like "eternal", and "marital bliss".etc. Having seen how teen romances end, and hell, most marriages do(do I know one married couple that isn't divorced or made up of the remnants of a past failed marriage?), I've become a bit of a cynic. So I basically told her I doubted it would last the year. We started arguing, and started a bet. I'm an internet minister(Universal Life Church, ordered the necessary lit and forms, and have my cert framed), and if their relationship lasted a year, I'd marry them when they both turned 18. If the relationship didn't last a year, they'd buy me a penguin. A week later, I played a cruel(but to me, hilarious) prank, that momentarily destroyed their relationship. I then started looking at the details as regards owning a penguin, and realised it'd be far too expensive and complicated. So a new bet started. They last the year, marriage, and I buy them a log cabin. They don't, they pay for tuition for my going to clown school. Recently they asked me to mind their love-letters(the dad being homophobic or whatever), and, me being an asshole I read them all. Now, to me, they were utter tripe, each letter seeming the exact same as the last(containing four parts a)it's so hard to be a lesbian couple in a straight couples world, b)you're so great, babe, c)we're so great, babe, it's unbelievable, d)you can talk to me about anything babe, I just want you to know that...without anything actually being talked about), but they made me realise that they actually were both in it for the right reasons. Being a cynic, I think subconciously it's a rebellion thing, and won't survive high school and beyond, but I've also decided "Hey, what they do is what they do", and I'm going to stop being judgemental, and perhaps try to support them, and forget the bet. Hey, that got a bit long and rambley, but my point is this: give love a chance, it makes fools of us all, so those on the outside should help the fools on their journey, don't judge, help others get on with it and get on with it yourself. That is all.
Those on the outside have no business reading letters that do not concern them. Those who are in love should never leave their love-letters with an outsider.
