Char Char!
(via missyloft33)
Source: reassembled
I simply feel like I’m in 8th grade again. Like i whispered to my best guy friend on the playground about how I might be different. How I think I like dudes.
That’s when everything changed in my life. I lost the 29 friends I had from Kindergarten, even though 3 of them would come out shortly after high school. Its always been rough not having guy friends. Ray and I’s friendship demised somewhere over lust, frustration, and who else knows in the years… Caleb and I were close but naturally drifted. Fox & I, well that was a mess. Nick was the best friend I ever had. He always listened, he always cared, I always took him for granted. It hurts so much always being a lone wolf. It hurts so much to be myself, and be alone. We would hold each other, tell each other our deepest secret, to make the other feel better. Never a secret untouched, and never less than honesty. But it seems that’s all lost, and I’ve been crossed. It’s like I crashed on Plymouth Rock, and the time does’nt tick on the clock.
