There was this dude that came to my house, a guy who asked me strange questions and a guy I thought was more into me than not. He followed me one day, and he just seemed like he wanted to know me more.
Today, I was not wearing my elevator shoes at home, and I do not know if he realized the height difference from my public image to my real height... but he towered over me, when before it was like just a subtle height difference.
But he's a friend of my brother, and then he asked me the worst question of all.
"Is there any girls you are talking too?"... and I said yeah, which I never speak about in my house... And I felt like I had to say that... otherwise by saying no I am implying I am gay. But I know in my heart, I was lying...
and I felt like "why am I living this lie?"
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still happy about life, but yeah...
He's not gay though.
(by implying I am gay, I am still presenting myself as a guy)
i'm better now...
now
i know what it feels like to be a plastic bag just drifting in the wind....
I have been trying to figure out what to say for the last hour and I come up blank.
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Quote from: cynthialee on December 08, 2010, 04:12:11 PM
I have been trying to figure out what to say for the last hour and I come up blank.
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lol yeah.... not much to deal with.
come out or don't
but... oh well.