let us begin a journey into the life of a fool
- preschool - I liked few girls
- under 10 - girl I kissed on cheek in spin the bottle cried and ran away
- high school - never socialized, kinda did it more than I do now
- around 17 - crushed on a druggie girl to no avail
- 18 - LDR whom I never met was a succubus, she's currently ignoring me on facebook (like I care)
- present day - I'm almost 19, shy as hell, quit my weed addiction for all the right reasons
Today I'm ready to socialize with people. Except I'm scared to death at what cost. I let a girl who lives across America with severe emotional problems, worse than mine, suck my ****in soul right out of me since I allowed her to control my sex life, masturbating to her, even after the time I webcammed it to her while she belly danced. All winter long I did this and it was all a waste of time, just to find out that I have a problem with using marijuana as a way to escape reality. Dont worry I quit.
I feel like my first love turned out to be my first lust since all I really did was spend too much time on the computer. With her... She's even bisexual and I ruined it. But it's pretty apparent to anybody who's mature enough that there was nothing there to ruin. We just basically perpetuated a lie.
dont even wanna feel emotions anymore, just basically gotta do what society is forcing me to, find a job or die of hunger