Okay, it didn’t start out this way. I had a normal life. I was that guy on campus that everyone knows the relationship status, my parents loved me and I felt secure in that, I played fucking soccer, my grades were gre-okay actually my grades were shit they’re good now though… well not good but fine. But god damn I’m here thinking about how much my life has changed as I cuddle in the arm nook of a guy I think I’ve fallen in love with.

Okay rewind. I was a bad cliche. I get that now, when I saw something I didn’t like I said “That’s gay.” Often I’d ditch to go to the movies to make out with my girlfriend. I wanted more than anything to be a car salesperson like my old man. I played fucking soccer for Christ’s sake. But god now all I want to do is run a teen health clinic and hold this man until I’m in the grave.