I love beautiful dudes, a bit too much. Because it fucking hurts seeing them, knowing that I'll likely never find one of my own. And we're talking real awesome specimens who are beautiful both inside and out. Being queer sucks, even more so when you're as fucked-up as I am. I know that I'm always going to be alone, and first realised this many years ago, yet the drive to fulfill that loneliness still gnaws at my soul. I just wish there a way to suppress that desire, to be unaffected by how charming and attractive someone is.
As for the rest of today: woke up, watched some shit, stretched, went to the shop, cried a little inside at the beautiful shop dude, had a wank (back home, not in the shop), designed my next tattoo, all the while getting engraged by the bitch next door and her ever-pervading foul stenches.
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Pokemon White. Blah
Pic of the day: Xolotl
Perfectly expressed and totally relatable to. This is how I feel as well.
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