My Life, Minus Music

How did I live without music? There were distractions and I kept busy exploring my sexuality and eventually coming out as bisexual. I changed my appearance to pass for male because some older white chick in my dorm told me I never could. Genderqueerness--or what I now think of as disguising femininity to be gender “neutral”--was replacing the masculine names lesbians used to describe themselves. “Butch” an “baby butch” were going out of style. Everyone knew that if you wanted to be a visibly queer woman 24/7 (read: get laid more often and way faster), short hair and smaller boobs were the way to go. (It worked.)