So according to my sister I am not really gay because I am a "lipstick" lesbian. Just because I don't wear flannel and have super short hair doesn't mean that I'm not gay. What a silly breeder ;P.
This all started though because saturday we got into a fight because she was talking shit to me and while she was straightening her hair I went and pushed her then she tried to punch me and I grabbed her hand and she called me a dumb dyke bitch and I pull back to punch her and she was like DO IT! so I punched her and then she goes after me and I push her into our piano and she twists her ankle :) then she gets up and tries to come after me with a highchair tray. My dad walked in then and was like what the hell?!
No fighting is not right but if you have a sister you'll understand a little bit but my sister is crazy. For real.
And then just now she tries to tell me that I'm not gay. Neat! Its whatever though I'm not bothered by her stupidity anymore.