Lesbo; it's a girl thing.

And to the left you will see what the next best version of "what the hell" looks like. She comes equipt with confusion and the common cold.

"Tell me this is not for real, please tell me this is not for real."

I've been thinking for the past day, not really that long; just last night, that maybe I should try girls for a change. Thoughts? As daft as it may seem, I think it's perfectly reasonable. I hate men. I hate them with a passion, i despise them. They're horrible and I'll avoid relationships with them for as long as I can.

Maybe not full on lesbianism, if that's what you call it. I want to find someone that understands me, be it a man or a woman. Just a person that understands me, knows what I'm on about. No one quite understands what's going on in and out of my head and I want them to. I want a person. I don't like boys and I don't like girls. I have no preferance, but it's so much easier to say "I'm straight" rather than explain my insanity. I want to find someone that's good for me.

I'm only young aswell. I wish things would be a bit less confusing and more clear to me. I'm sure that no one else gets this way. What the hell is wrong with me? I'm constantly taking out my frustration on people and they don't know what I'm on about. I think maybe I should spend less time shouting and more time explaining. I just don't want you all to know what a freak I am, cause I know what you'd think if I explained my way of thinking to you.

I want to be a boy. With a big man penis! And no vagina, all man.
Men don't have to deal with their monthly cycle. Men don't have to deal with getting emotional all the time for no specific reason. And men get to go out with all the girls. Men don't have to fuss to much about what they wear or how they look, they just chose to. Mens clothes are comfier.

"i've been the needle and the thread, weaving figure eights and circles around your head, i try to laugh but cry instead, patiently wait to hear the words you've never said. fumbling through your dresser drawer, forgot what i was looking for, try to quide me in the right direction. making use of all this time, keeping everything inside, close my eyes and listen to you crying."

I'm such a miserable wreck these days. Maybe it's because it's near christmas, maybe it's because I can't do anything seriously. Can you tell I'm in that frame of mind? I wish things would make themself clear. If if I had that someone to understand me, that someone I mentioned I'd like, they could help me. Maybe I just need help?

Maybe I'm to proud to go looking for help though.