silktum:

persianartkid:

asthetick:

background: I came out to my parents as gay last month. 

this easter morning, i come downstairs to find my basket (a tradition in my family) and i can’t find it anywhere.

my mom gives me a hint: “it’s where you were last year”

the basket was in the fucking closet. 

I thought this was going to be so bad

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