rosey
He teaches me. He taught me to be humble. And always challenge what you think theyre thinking. He teaches me to follow my heart, not my doubt.
i keep my guard up because they don't know i'm bisexual. I say no when they ask if im gay.. because im not. but i do love girls...and guys. and thats okay. im not ashamed of it. i need time before i can come out.
i have shown you my personality. oh my god, bro. youre so hot. i liked u in 8th and 9th grade. were juniors and now you kiss me. uh just take me already. really. i watched you play the drums. it was amazing.
gay people are civilized. just like everyone else. i love gay people. its not bad to be gay. i hate ignorance. just needed to rant. thanks.
I love fresh bananas. I do not like bananas that have turned brown. That is nasty. Bleh. Eat greenish yellowish bananas. In french "a banana" is "une banane".
A fuse comes from a fuse box. A fuse box is the mother of fuses and the fuses don't always respect their box. Little do the fuses know, that the box raised them, and birthed them, and one day the fuses may realize what that box did for them, but it will be too late.
They gave me instructions when i was in the hospital. A list of simple sounding instructions to do everytime i start to crack. These instructions sound easy when you read them, but when you're in the heat of cracking... nothing is easy. I wish i was back there, but the instructions said to never come back.
suspects are a suspicious people. what is sad about suspects; they're not always guilty. Sometimes prosecuters point their fingers at the wrong people. When that happens, justice is not always found.