The World Sucks, People Are Not True

Please Read My Diary, Look Through My Things And Figure Me Out.

I Started Being Really Proud Of The Fact That I Was Gay Even Though I Wasn't.

My Father Is Incapable Of Showing Much Affection, Or Even Of Carrying On A Conversation. I Didn't Want To Have A Relationship With Him Just Because He's My Blood Relative. It Would Bore Me.

Wearing A Dress Shows I Can Be As Feminine As I Want. I'm A Heterosexual...big Deal, But If I Was A Homosexual, It Wouldn't Matter, Either.

I Don't Blame The Average Seventeen-year-old Punk-rock Kid For Calling Me A Sellout. I Understand That. And Maybe When They Grow Up A Little Bit, They'll Realize There's More Things To Life Than Living Out Your Rock & Roll Identity So Righteously.