Society made me hate myself for being gay, and that includes my parents. I’m terrified of them. I love school and band because it takes up all my time and I see them less. I hate being around them because I know they’ll hate once I tell them. I hate lying. I hate being so scared of the future all the time. It’s eating me up inside and I don’t know what to do.
I love Pol, I love her so much, and it hurts that she is straight. We were sitting together at the competition and I just looked at how beautiful she was. I watched her eyelashes flutter against her cheeks and it counted the little freckles on her nose. She’s beautiful, and I want nothing more then to be with her. She knows that I like her. I told her I liked zella and so I don’t know if she thinks I still like her or not, but she doesn’t care. She never treated me any different and it wasn’t awkward. She’s the best person I know and I want her to love me more than anything I’ve ever wanted.
Evan? I don’t understand why you only want me when we’re talking about gay things. It seriously pisses me off and I hate seeking for your approval. lach is obviously straight home boy.
