I wasn't gay in highschool, but I was a dork. I *read* for Chrissakes, and wrote poetry and participated in other totally uncool stuff like Star Trek worship.
By the time I got to college, I was utterly defeated. I was dating an asshole who did things to me that don't bear repeating, and pretty much believing the whole worthless routine. But then I met my now-husband and other cool people, and I realized--You gotta let that shit go. It's hard to do. I still wanna eviserate the shitheads I went to school with in random moments of weakness, but you gotta let it go. Otherwise you're beholden for the rest of your life to some fifteen year old prick who broke you, and I'm (you're) fucking better than that.
Sorry for the venom; I'm a little drunk and feeling protective of my flist.
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I wasn't gay in highschool, but I was a dork. I *read* for Chrissakes, and wrote poetry and participated in other totally uncool stuff like Star Trek worship.
By the time I got to college, I was utterly defeated. I was dating an asshole who did things to me that don't bear repeating, and pretty much believing the whole worthless routine. But then I met my now-husband and other cool people, and I realized--You gotta let that shit go. It's hard to do. I still wanna eviserate the shitheads I went to school with in random moments of weakness, but you gotta let it go. Otherwise you're beholden for the rest of your life to some fifteen year old prick who broke you, and I'm (you're) fucking better than that.
Sorry for the venom; I'm a little drunk and feeling protective of my flist.