I wonder if you would be as proud of me if you knew I was gay.
Remembering my last night on campus freshman year…
Every damn time.
Either straight, taken, or just uninterested.
Life was so much easier when I was straight.
oops i always forget that people i know and i’m sitting in the same room with follow my blog
oh wait i kinda don’t care
I’m not prepared for the onslaught of goodbyes.
Could we have been lovers if I hadn’t been so afraid?
i finally have babblr…
how do you do this?
I hate the nights when I don’t even feel good enough for myself.