Like a dream.
We're all put in hard situations for a reason. The reason is there's a problem. We'll stay within that situation until we find a solution. Only then are we allowed to leave and go back home. I've been in this place many times before and I have tasted the sweetness of freedom. I know what it's like. But there is no backdoor. The only way for me to get through this is to wait it out. Once it's done I hope it leaves me stronger so that I never have to come back.
I'm going to talk about random things again.. When I was young, I asked my grandma who her kids were and she told me that my dad was her kid. I didn't believe her. I was incredulous to the fact that kids eventually grew up. I've known all my life that I was gay. But somehow I still felt feelings for girls. "Cool looking" guys gave me erections when I was little. I've been swearing my whole life. I became a pervert when I was 10 years old; I used to hate it, now I love it. I got my first kiss when I was 7 years old. The amount of times I ever went to church can be counted on the hand of one of Jigsaw's victims. I faked sick for a week to miss a week's worth of school. That week plus the subsequent weekend and the previous winter break totaled my time away from school as 18 days.I slipped and smacked my head on the edge of a concrete gutter when I was about 6 and bled all over the place. I got away without needing stitches. My first conscious ejaculation was when I was 14 and it was to the last person you'd ever expect. I love all music but my favorite genre is shamelessly pop. The farthest I've been out of state is to Illinois. Nickelodeon was once my favorite channel. Then it sold out and I hate it. I still remember the name of the first person I ever had an actual one-on-one online conversation with. I just wish I could've talked to them again. Thinking of my online past makes me feel sad because I made so many wonderful friends on TalkCity chatrooms and now I'll never see them again. Not unless they organize "TalkCity Reunion: Class of '99"
Maybe I'll add to this later.. but for now the rest can be a mystery.
How about the drama going on in the BB house with Amanda, Allison and Natalie?
I'm going to talk about random things again.. When I was young, I asked my grandma who her kids were and she told me that my dad was her kid. I didn't believe her. I was incredulous to the fact that kids eventually grew up. I've known all my life that I was gay. But somehow I still felt feelings for girls. "Cool looking" guys gave me erections when I was little. I've been swearing my whole life. I became a pervert when I was 10 years old; I used to hate it, now I love it. I got my first kiss when I was 7 years old. The amount of times I ever went to church can be counted on the hand of one of Jigsaw's victims. I faked sick for a week to miss a week's worth of school. That week plus the subsequent weekend and the previous winter break totaled my time away from school as 18 days.I slipped and smacked my head on the edge of a concrete gutter when I was about 6 and bled all over the place. I got away without needing stitches. My first conscious ejaculation was when I was 14 and it was to the last person you'd ever expect. I love all music but my favorite genre is shamelessly pop. The farthest I've been out of state is to Illinois. Nickelodeon was once my favorite channel. Then it sold out and I hate it. I still remember the name of the first person I ever had an actual one-on-one online conversation with. I just wish I could've talked to them again. Thinking of my online past makes me feel sad because I made so many wonderful friends on TalkCity chatrooms and now I'll never see them again. Not unless they organize "TalkCity Reunion: Class of '99"
Maybe I'll add to this later.. but for now the rest can be a mystery.
How about the drama going on in the BB house with Amanda, Allison and Natalie?
