baby macklemore:
"Mom, this air bubble right here, its gonna make me fly! I touched the net! MOMMA I TOUCHED THE NET!! This is the best day of my life!"

macklemom:
"mhm thats great baby"
*flips magazine page*

I wish the gerbil would just come out already.

The hardest thing I've ever done was keep a poker face while breaking a man's heart when we clearly loved one another. Because I couldn't get the courage to tell him I was HIV positive. I didn't want to infect him.

So as of March 2, 2015, a freshman at my old high school back in California committed suicide. I did not know him but from what I heard, he was a transgender who was bullied. I chose my high school mainly because of its acceptance of everyone, no matter sexuality, interests, or whatnot. Hearing this reminds me that no matter the "bubble" my high school is in, things like this can still happen. If ANYONE who thinks about suicide, PLEASE call the suicide hotline at 1(800)273-8255 or at the very least talk to SOMEONE!

I so tired of my friends doing nothing but complaining constantly. All they every want to talk about is how they are stressed because a teacher is giving them a B. Or that they have no money (as they buy games, cards, Starbucks, and all sorts of useless junk). And then getting mad at me when I try and make more positive conversation, they just turn it back to themselves. I'm getting ready to just cut them out because they are acting more like parasites than actual friends.

I have been crushing on a guy for several months now and it's almost becoming an obsession. It's gotten to the point where I think I see him around at least five times a day, when in reality they are just random guys that don't resemble him in the least. I have thought about telling him so many times, but every time I look into those beautiful eyes, I just back out. The last thing I want is for him to walk right out of my life all together. Maybe one day, bb...

Would any of you guys or gals date a pre op transgender woman? I just want to know to boost my confidence a little.

That awkward moment when a confession matches a situation you are going through, and your friends are convinced it's yours when really it's not....