You know I never stop to think maybe I'm different. I'm a guy who likes guys and to some people thats weird. I'm the kinda guy who likes to have a cheesy relationship. I have been with my boyfriend for 3 years and yet it is still hard for me to understand someone likes me. Maybe I'm thinking about it to much maybe I'm letting my thoughts consume me. This isn't the first time I've though this way. My boyfriend doesn't know in fact nobody does. I keep telling myself that I love my boyfriend and my friends but I don't know if I do. I care for them greatly but I don't think I'm capable of love. For the longest time ever I stayed by myself. I was alone and afraid. Strangely I think I still am. I'm sure that if I were to tell someone how I felt they would jump right on it and get me "help". Say that they care what happened to me when they don't. Maybe that's why I can't love because I have seen just how plastic the world can be. I'm okay feeling this way and maybe you feel the same? But are you okay thinking like this? If so join me we can change this world...
