I need like back-up sex buddies.

This is good.
Sex like transactions.
Planning for the future and such.

As I was saying goodbye to M today, he handed me a USB.

Considering how nervous he looked when he gave it to me, and our history, I was afraid to see what was on it. He wouldn't say. He just left.

I opened it up and it's just a bunch of music files.

It's wonderful.

I am stupid and I should always stay inside
and only talk to him through the internet
because things like drunk Mat hysterically laughing at rich boy's "midlife crisis"
happen
when I'm drunk
with him.

I'm not blaming you.

I understood why you had to escape.

I understood why you left me behind.

I understood that you couldn't wait until I grew up.

I understood. And I obeyed. And I was a good kid.

But what I don't understand

is why I'm not allowed to talk about what happened to me in those years.

Why I'm not allowed to get it out of me and get over it?

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I'm sorry for worrying you guys.

I'm okay.

Really.

• My little brother just got out of jail.
• The mess-up on my surgery papers got revised, even if I have to wait another year for bottom surgery.
• I got some shifts at the cafe while I'm waiting for callbacks from career jobs
• Mom got new meds.
• My dad isn't talking to me, but that means he isn't trying to mess ( Read more... )

I knock lightly on the door, despite being aware of the sound of two people upstairs. There’s always the possibility, in a college student house like this, that you’ll find a random person where you thought you were alone. You’re supposed to treat such occurrences by pretending to be indifferent, but nobody really is.

The room seems to be empty.

I ( Read more... )

I have the problems of somebody 50% cuter, 50% more confident, and 100% richer than I am ( Read more... )

1. Figure out what I'm doing about grad school.
2. Get the fuck over Mr.J for once and for all.
3. Lose 12 lbs at least.
4. Finish my chest piece without crying like a baby.
5. Freeeee my penissssss!
6. Try dating people.
7. Get straight A's in my last semester as an undergrad or forever hate myself. <-- haha yea right.
8. Finish my fucking data analysis ( Read more... )

I got a buttload of post and it was all like:

1) "We have received your application for funding for bottom surgery. However, because of legislation passed ___ we cannot guarantee.."
2) "Haha just kidding, we're funding you."
3) "BTW want free plane tickets to go get your bottom surgery? Hey big boy? Hey? Here ya go."
4) "Oh and you can choose the date ( Read more... )

I must be the strangest person in the world, that my friends aren't afraid to tell me I've gained weight o__0