I'm gay. From St. Louis. love my city. I'm older than you think I am. I love love love boyish girls and androgynous girls. I like to blog about sex, love, and lgbt issues mostly, and sometimes drag/makeup.
(Please don't contact me if you're under 18.)
Its actually not your fucking home. You live in this apartment with me. This is your home. Fuck off.
I haven’t been in this brainspace in a few months.
I feel like there is something I’m not being told…something that she says she is doing but she isnt.
I am also fairly certain that if a woman were to ask me to marry her…since I already got married to a man before….that most of my family won’t even take iy seriously or even come to the ceremony.
I’m so detached.
Honestly at this very moment…if I had a way out I would take it.
I hate your job and i hate your lack of enthusiasm.
And I hate money.
And I hate how my mind is always somewhere else.