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Jacob de Noailles
For the first eighteen years of my life, I knew there was something different about me. I never fit in,...
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I think I came out?
My dad throws me on the ground and gets a knife. I’m crying, unable to move. He screams get out...
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Fuck. I’m gay.
The earliest memory of “being gay” starts in about 3rd grade or so. This wasn’t necessarily when I realized “I...
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