I think this is always going to be a case of use your common
sense. It doesn't really bother me, apart from watching Mel, who is my actual
sister, or Eli who is like my sister…
That doesn't mean to say that it’s okay to whip out the
handcuffs on a trip to the local shopping mall though, think moderation. There
might be kids watching you. In fact, this should be something that puts you
off.
I confess I am probably guilty of too much PDA in the sixth
form common room, but that was ages ago. But hey, I have to creep out
ex-boyfriends and mark my territory somehow right? James mentioned parties, I'm not sure if that
actually counts as public or not, in our group of friends coming across a
mating pair is no cause for alarm.
In respect to LBGT I'm of the opinion your orientation shouldn't matter, do what you like, but if people are actually offended/ feel
awkward because of your behaviour (for non-homophobic reasons) it’s still polite
to stop. And if you really have to be within a 2cm radius of your significant
other at all times, why did you agree to go out where there are other people,
especially friends who might demand some of your precious attention? Living in
bed is the answer, with slaves to bring you food and drink.
I've been doing some research on this topic, and apparently
LBGT’s find PDA to be a minefield of issues. It’s sad that we live in a world
where you might not feel safe holding someone’s hand. I like to think attitudes
are slowly changing, in England you’re definitely more likely to be glared at
than openly harassed, which is an improvement on a few years ago I'm sure. My
advice to you, if someone is glaring skip off into the sunset still holding
hands and forget about them.
:'( |
Lots of love,
Todostrieb
P.s. Mike wanted an honorary mention, so here it is: we kissed in public once and the kraken only temporarily threatened to destroy Chelmsford, but was tamed by my great and terrible beauty.
P.s. Mike wanted an honorary mention, so here it is: we kissed in public once and the kraken only temporarily threatened to destroy Chelmsford, but was tamed by my great and terrible beauty.
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