The Sunday Confessions with McKing: He's a Flower not a Cactus
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The Sunday Confessions with McKing: The Guy is a Flower not a Cactus. So I'm back with my sophomore confession and I must say it's something I never expected. So let's get to it. As a guy other guys didn't classify me as one of them. I was always the different one. The one they couldn't relate to and I couldn't so the disco ball was more of a disconnect. He shoots, he misses... away from the net. I made peace with it. I made female friends easier and you may say it's because I'm fruity (what does my sexual orientation have to do with this? Okay fine it has everything to do with it, I think...) Only a few male friends managed to understand me and welcome me to their space without trying to turn me into what society approves as a man. It felt great but still I felt like some special case. Whenever they got down and dirty, I was told to sit back. I'm too soft and it's not a job for someone like me..(Yeah you'r...