You were both in boarding school
I’m Not a Homo
Gutbloom
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I was half on the bed at Peddie School. A classmate was stroking my head. Another classmate walked in. “Homos,” he exclaimed, and walked out.
I was half on the bed at Peddie School. A classmate was stroking my head. Another classmate walked in. “Homos,” he exclaimed, and walked out.