There wasn't a fight. I was just down and insecure, couldn't figure out why anyone would want to be with me. I just felt really plain, ordinary, and insignificant. Despite my problems, I can't even figure out if those problems are real or some bullshit teenage turmoil.
My Three Issues:
1. I am male (or so I think. confused about my identity).
2. I like men. (mostly, by my female Psych prof. is so amazing I want to kiss her and she makes me kind of giddy)
3. I am attracted to older men of ages 35+. (all but about a handful of people)
I told Joe that sometimes I would rather be male and mentioned the use of a*coughs* strap-on *coughs more.* He actually said that if I bought the aforementioned item and was VERY gentle, he would do it if it would make me happy. Please don't laugh. I know you don't like him, but he means a lot to me.
I'm glad your mom knows. Somehow I think it will at least make you too closer, whether you want that or not I don't know. To be open is the best, but honesty is a pain in the ass. I'm trying, but I'm lazy as hell.
Been listening to lots of Yes, Virginia,
a ghost
p.s. oh, yeah. What was that Chinese Cockroach comment quoting?
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