Post by Jude on Jan 5, 2010 13:01:00 GMT -5
... that getting homophobes to accept us isn't always the most important thing... cause sometimes we're stronger than they are.
i also realized that if i dream about him one more time i'm gonna hitch over to california and find the little fucker. well, prolly not. but seriously...
he just said 'fling your fever at the camera'. i really like that. this song is delicious.
he's not really little. he's almost a foot taller than me *thinks about that* i really think about him way too much. when he said he likes pretty boys i was like 'hmm... i'm kinda pretty...' and when he said he likes boys 'younger and smaller' i had to make myself stop thinking *sigh* i have to keep reminding myself that desperately wanting acceptance and being caught in a weird mental state where the only things that feel right or sane are him and sex doesn't really equal needing him. this is how adultery happens... no matter how much i want anything else to make sense... it doesn't. i feel like i'm flying apart if i'm not listening to him, looking at him, or in bed. i've been taking comfort in my own body lately, and it's a good thing. otherwise i might hate myself right now.
i also realized that if i dream about him one more time i'm gonna hitch over to california and find the little fucker. well, prolly not. but seriously...
he just said 'fling your fever at the camera'. i really like that. this song is delicious.
he's not really little. he's almost a foot taller than me *thinks about that* i really think about him way too much. when he said he likes pretty boys i was like 'hmm... i'm kinda pretty...' and when he said he likes boys 'younger and smaller' i had to make myself stop thinking *sigh* i have to keep reminding myself that desperately wanting acceptance and being caught in a weird mental state where the only things that feel right or sane are him and sex doesn't really equal needing him. this is how adultery happens... no matter how much i want anything else to make sense... it doesn't. i feel like i'm flying apart if i'm not listening to him, looking at him, or in bed. i've been taking comfort in my own body lately, and it's a good thing. otherwise i might hate myself right now.
