I'm 20. My life consists of waking up, taking the train to the clinic, getting back home, feeling stupid, slight mood uplift, stupid, sleep at 2pm. Sleep at 4am. I Hate everything I've done altogether. Its lame. I don't like being in my shoes. Its the worse feeling. The feeling that you always wish would never happen or could never happen to you and it is you. I hate all the guys that have fucked me over.I feel really perverted. I'm gay. I like older men. I guess by older I mean I have a very good 50yr old friend I've had for a few years. I don't like how I feel. I have been fucked and then oh hey I got a boyfriend. It happened yesterday. It was fucking pathetic. I met the guy on a dating site because no one would ever want to talk to me. Everyone tends to talk to the people who don't have a fucked up face and a grin. So pathetic. Then I let him come over right, and the second day he tells me oh I have a boyfriend. All while he was trying to fuck me. I didn't know what to say as I really did like the guy. He was the guy I felt I had been looking for---for a long time. I don't care about the fact I'm young--age is meaningless. I've never had a friend thats been to nice to me in my life. I just go to the clinic everyday and do nothing. I smoke weed all day. I'm a loner in society and a loner as a person. I'm embarrassed I typed all this up in a way but what the fuck ever more time for anyone to laugh at my lame crybaby situation as I keep getting told basically. Maybe it is but I dont think it is. This has been going on for 3 years. I don't know how I'm still here typing this. I love life, infact that was going to be my first tattoo. Will be if I ever get one. Not because I love life but because I know someone else does, and its usually what I get people to think, but last night crossed the line. Shit the guy didn't even want to be friends. I let some 42 year old have some fun with me, and he didn't care a thing about me. Not even if I was happy or sad. I get worried at night that sometimes I dunno if I over did it or what, and I have breathing problems in general. No one ever comes to me. I'm with a girl, I'm at home dont wanna come down there, No response. Everyone walks on me and I'm just fed up. My stress level is the highest its ever been, I feel sick with my opiate addiction, and my life right now and how sick and twisted in the head I am getting.
and I'm a Homo go figure