There are just some days, some moments, where I wish I wasn't smart. Sometimes I wish I could be the person my parents wanted me to be.

"You're not gay, you're bi. Which means you still could fall in love. You never know when that 'oh wow' moment will hit you."

I'm actually kinda over it. My cousin's day was worse than mine. Mine was actually good until I got home. Gonna pray for my cousin, gonna go do my homework, my laundry. One more year and I take my boards and hopefully have a good job. We'll see, cause this I can't keep doing.

Actually I'm pansexual. I've been in love once with a guy, once with a ftm and once with a woman. So yeah, over it. I'll be over it by tomorrow. I hope.