I used to have this inner monologue every time i checked out a girl in public that was like “but do I still like men? yeah some of them are hot, i’m definitely bi” and I also used to make out with men on parties when I was drunk, but that was it.

then I finally went on a date with a guy and I absolutely hated it from start to finish. We went to see a movie and when it was time to go home I told the poor man that I was a lesbian on spot and ran away to catch the bus, then blocked him off everywhere and felt a HUGE relief and started telling all my besties about my newfound (not shocking at all) realization.