>be 12>be hanging out with friend at park>"hey, wanna masturbate together">O_O>"uhhhh, no thanks...">"dude i've done it with plenty of guys">O_O!!!>"i think you're going home early">he goes home>receive text>"ok i guess we can do it later then">never text him again
wow, way to be a richard -_-
Wow, way to forget not everybody's a love-obsessed homoloveual
>be 12>at friend's house>friend is losing in Starfox Assaut>grabs keys>shoves them up his starfish>turn to me with a terrible grimace as he is aware i will, at some point, have to handle those keysi'm not friends with him anymore
>Be me>14>Raised in a low-class family, not much money>People pity me but I don't care for it>Going to the store>Attacked in an alley>I grab the attacker's gun and shoot him>I freak out>"What have I done">I run home>Tell my mom>She cries>I try to calm her down>Doesn't work>I can't face my fears>I've got to go>I tell my mom goodbye>I run away>Get depressed>Sometimes I wish I wasn't born at all, but I don't want to die>Can't hold a steady job>Keep getting let go>Nobody will take me>I just have to keep going>And go anywhere the wind blows...