When I was in the 1st grade. These guys' taught me what gay meant. They told me it was liking guys. So, me being a girl and only having a partial definition, I was like." does that make me gay? I like boys" they started laughing and never told me anything. I walked around saying I was gay in, 1st, 2nd, and 3rd grade. and I was frequently laughed at and I thought It was funny too. Until i told my mom.
I've recently met this awesome guy on the internet. He's one year older than me and lives about 1,000 miles away. I know he feels the same, but I'm afraid to ask him out because I'm extremely cautious and shy, yet when I'm older I want to meet him and he has said the same. He calls me pretty, beautiful, gorgeous, smart and funny. I hope when I get older I will have the privilege of meeting this guy.
When I was 15 I poked a hole in my brothers condom because I thought it was gonna be funny. Now, he has a one year old son that has autism. I still feel bad for doing it.
I stole this guy's girlfriend last year and I even kissed her while he was around. funny thing is, he tries to act tough as shit but I danced with his girl at a school dance, found him crying a little bit later.
One time in 4th grade I threw up on my teacher on purpose, because she was a bitch. It was pretty funny.