This guy sitting beside me right now is ginormous.He’s also gorgeous. He’s dressed nice and has his hair is slicked back, it's black so be looks like he’s ready for business or something serious like that. And I just wanted to say, if I wasn’t a lesbian I’d probably hit on him.But then again, am I really a lesbian or is that that box of restrictions I keep putting myself in?I think it's a box. I can feel it, it's suffocating...Goddammit, I did it again…I'm not sure how to get out. So how about I just label myself as human blessed to enjoy both men and women, and that should give me the freedom I need to love any human being that raises my frequency, regardless of how they pee...Ok?Ok. So maybe I just might hit on this guy sitting beside me?LET’S BE SOCIALConnect with me via my favourite hangouts;+ @ ArtistSarahLong on Instagram+ @AlcoholInkArtStories+ Art Stories Site+ Confessions of an Empath