He is so gay, he has more lipstick than I do. He can do more girl stuffs than me. He wears wigs. And he wears jeggings (jeans+leggings). No matter what he can do, no matter what shade his lipstick is, he's my best friend I accept and love him as who he is. I trust him.
He knows how should I act, react, and talk. He could make my shits be together. And he's almost like me, we cross lines just to say the truth. -CrischelleA
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