Stumbling Into The Door After Their 5th Muse Concert

i’m gay, i’m tired and i have soft hair; what more do you want from me?

oh to be a round little bird and to say beep from time to time

i think the way i’m going to come out to my parents is through my college essay. there’s just a lot i need to tell them and it might as well also be sent to the schools i’m applying to because they want something real, not just oh hah sports injury essay. let’s just hope my english teacher isn’t homophobic.

i want to go on an early morning painting date with someone. it’d be a picnic and there would still be dew on the ground getting the blanket wet. we’d have strawberry iced tea and some clementines to snack on. we’d share a clementine by breaking off a piece and giving it to the other. at the end we would have nice paintings of the surroundings. and some badly painted ones too but that’s what makes it fun.

i want to have a porch with a swing and candles and lanterns. there will be hanging plants and there will be lightning bugs. it’ll be late august before i work at a high school in a small town somewhere in the north east. i’ll be happy and listening to the sound of bugs. idk if anyone will be there with me but that’s okay.

concept: i get my drivers license and then i come to your house to pick you up. we go to the grocery store, it’s nine at night so the store is soon to closing, and we buy those cake slices in plastic containers. we sit in my car in the parking lot, you connect to bluetooth because i like your music taste and eat cake while it starts to rain. nothing else matters because nothing else feels real.

i have work in a few hours but if i didn’t, we would have a dance party in our living room right now. we would blast billy joel and taylor swift and anyone else you’d like to listen to.

oh my god, let me be gay in peace

a year without uploading he comes back with a bOMB

HAPPY LAST FRIDAY THE 13TH OF THE DECADE EVERYONE