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Over the past couple of weeks or so, I've come to realize a lot. If there is one thing Tristan did good in my life, it was to teach me never to be as much of a bastard as he could have been. He did not be as much of a bastard as he could of been, but my mind filled in that gap and I have concluded that I do not need a boyfriend. As much as I thought I loved Tristan and as much as I thought he loved me and most of all as much as I thought any man could ever love me, I do not need it. It is not some necessity in life, some not uncommon goal we all share and strive for, and if it is for you, somehow I feel sorry for you and want to wait and see you reach this stage in you life.
While having a significant other is magnificent in all of its glory, it does amazingly and much to my surprise come with a lot of drama, conplications, stress, and reoccuring heartache. Right now, being seventeen-years-old and more than halfway through high school, it is not something I am admittedly ready to deal with. It is not something affecting my grade in Algebra II, it is not something that is being tattooed onto my skin, it is not something so pivotal in my life that I fucking need it. I am a fucking self-dependant, strong willed person. I will fucking live on without a prince in shining armor to be my top. I am my own top. I am my own lover. I am my own self-esteem. I don't need someone to be there to tell me I am beautiful. I do not need someone to be there to tell me I can do it. I most certainly do not need someone there who will say they love me and because of a thing or two they do, cause me to worry eternally whether they are lying or not.
Love is a messy thing. You cannot eat it with a fork and knife. You cannot look decent when you are in the middle of it and it is consuming your heart. You need to fucking shove your face in there and get dirty with it. And when you come out of it, you need to stand up straight and look proper because you are still in a fancy restaurant. I cannot do that, now. I am too ignorant, too young, and too goddamn unstable for this right now. I realize that I am doing wonderful in school. I have A's and B's. I know what I am doing when I graduate and beyond. I have my life set up. I am on track. I cannot maintain this if I have a boyfriend. I was fucking willing to change another person's life and my own when I was with Tristan because I thought love broke through all bounderies. I was wrong. Love takes a lot of work. Love takes your full concentration and it takes more energy than I have.
I am not moving to live with a boyfriend. I am not moving a boyfriend to live with me. I am not bonding my life with any one person now because I will cling and become dependant; a fucking parasite I will be. I am fucking 17... What the hell am I able to do beside jerk off? It is fine for me to desire a long-term relationship right now. The thing is, though, I have to realize that is something I canot do yet. I have to build my way up to get there. just as I must build myself to become an interpreter, become my dream and live it out, I have to build myself to love. I am incomplete. I have not finished learning yet. Highschool, if anything, is only useful in social interactions. I am too shy right now to move on.
Last night was really revolutionary for me. I became truly appreciative for two people in my life and the love they share. I appreciate the hard work they put into each other's relationship and the stress it causes each other. but for fucks sake, they love each other! At first I doubted it for whatever reason... I thought one was still too young and the other was too worrisome. I thought they had yet a lot to learn. While I still think the same of them, it is not as bad as I thought it was. It was a very huge misconception of love that seems to have been corrected. Whether they marry in the end or break up, they fucking work right now and I can feel it. I admire it, and I want it. I want to have something like that. However, being around them only makes me want it right now much less because I am a fucking moron. i will be for another couple of years and maybe longer. If I try to create what they have now, I would only be setting myself up for heartbreak, my partner up for heartbreak, and the end of the world as teenagers know it.
I want to date. I want to see what is out there. I am currently talking with someone whom I like. He is not 100% my type as far as personality goes or what he has shown me of it. I predict I will run into this in my persuit of love about 80,000 times. I'm fine with that. I want to meet the world and more. I want to know what my choices are. There are a lot of rainbow-colored fish in this sea and I'd like to see all of their colors before I pick which on i'll tattoo onto my ring finger.
Before I go to bed, I want to say that I love my two gay big brothers dearly. I haven't known them all that long, but I am glad they are in my life and I hope the same from them. I don't have anyone else in my life to take example from besides slutty flamers going to school with me. It is one thing that they are slutty flamers, it is a whole 'nother ballpark when they are my age. They are about as clueless as, if not more clueless than I am. Sometimes, I am prone to think the latter. They are the fucking idiots bound to get AIDS that make me frown upon my community I hold so dearly and close to my heart. My two brothers make me feel that there is hope I will find an intelligent, funny, worth-while sexy-as-fuck guy out there who really does care the world about me. If I can find them in St. Augustine WITH EACH OTHER, then there is nothing keeping me from believing quite profusely that there is a match for me somewhere and I will find him. If I was meant to be with him now, he'd be here already. If I was meant to live with a significant other, I'd have been born with him attatched. I will live and learn without him and then share my story with him when we meet. As for now, I am MORE than content with the two people in my life I consider to be two of the most important people I can ever meet.
It seems early for me to even say this in a brotherly manner, but I love these two. Just as any of my friends, they will be treated with respect, honor, and fucking trust. I care about them and the things that happen to them and I want them to know I will be there for them even if I am not their first choise of shoulder to lean on. I still want to be able to help in every way I possibly can because friendship is ranked in the top 5 priorities in my life. Family, School, Future, and my Health are right up there with it and I plan to attentive to everyone affecting me.
I love this life and this world. I fucking love it. I fucking love the stress, the pain, the heartache, the loneliness, the headaches, the tears, the sons of a bitches teaching me not to be a son of a bitch. i love it all! ...and having it all here in my face makes me appreciate the freedom, the pleasures, the love, the relationships, the euphoria, the laughs, the friends that I also have all the more. I am going to stop holding myself back and live my fuking life happy alone and loving myself and believing in myself when no one else fucking will. I'm a fucking strong, bitchy, slightly overweight, annoying, cheerful, kind, retarded, asshole, gay, lovable kid who has just fucking been born!!!!
I will never let a thing take this smile off of my face. It belongs to me and it will shine brightly until I die. I will live on. I will make a differance. I will love.
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