My longtime wish to have grown up in a catamite-apprentice childhood (like cabin boys in the Royal Navy, or the British boarding school and thus aristocratic “faggot boy” system, or actual Dickens/Alger-style “rise from homelessness” arcs) feels a lot less noble now that I dig guys

Like it used to be “I accept my self is only as worthy as it is made, and its use is a fair trade for being so made” and now it’s just one of those young twinks realizing they could get paid for better sex as rent boys