| Well... My name's Brandon. I like to write. I hate the picture above, but i hate pictures of myself, so I'll deal. I like to take pictures, but i don't have a nice camera, so i don't post any. Also, i can't use PhotoShop for shit so that's not helping me any. I am gay. (You're a tad daft if you couldn't tell by my short stories.) I'm seventeen. I also wrote five and a half "book-ish" things... But they are too long, and i don't feel like editing them to post them here. Short stores are a lot more easily managed. Ohh, and i've written, like, one poem, but it sucked and got deleted. I wrote it a long while ago...it was pretty terrible... So, i don't write poetry either.  |
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This All Makes Sense...Now. This all makes so much sense….now. Why we could never see each other. Why we could never speak in person. When you asked me to hang out with you, you ALWAYS canceled. "I can't do it." Now I see why you couldn't. And I was wrong, I insisted that you "won't" , but you really truly couldn't. I now understand how you lied to me soThis All Makes Sense...Now.
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...Yet another rant...yay…And then you came into my life, we helped each other. You needed it more than I. My life was close to how I wanted it-at the time, yours, however, was pretty much in shambles. Your mom didn't care about you. Your friends used you and treated you horribly. You were abused by yourself for being different-everyone's different. You need not worry about your "true self" when you talked to me; you could be yourself with me. Easily, I could tell this was new for you and that you enjoyed it. No longer living a lie-a front-no longer hiding half of who you are-your true...Yet another rant...yay
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Ye Olde Time"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful lord, Kenneth. He was the prime age of 15, and very very very handsome. He was desired by all the teeny-boppers...but he was different. He wanted a boy. He wanted a special boy. Prince Garret. Now, Prince Garret was 14, but beautiful as well. His brown hair and silver eyes shone brightly. He was with Patricia. She was the town-tramp. But, when Lord Kenneth approached him about doing the hanky-panky.... he anxiously accepted. Everyone would have taken Kenneth’s penis into their asses. It was only logical. And, anyways, Garret would have been banished if he deYe Olde Time
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- Current Residence: Somewhere in the USA
- Interests: Writing, boys, ummm...
- Favourite movie: Ummm, I just watched the Phantom of the Opera, and loved it?
- Favourite band or musician: All Time Low, or Panic!
- Favourite genre of music: Punk-ish Alt.
- Favourite poet or writer: Stephen King
- Operating System: XP
- MP3 player of choice: iPod Touch. <3
- Shell of choice: Shell...?
- Skin of choice: White?
- Personal Quote: "He walked all over my heart, and only cared that he got blood on his shoes..."
- Tools of the Trade: Keyboard, paper, pencil and computer.
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