It's my birthday and I'll cry if I want to. 

It's my birthday and I'll cry if I want to.

Jessika gave me old photos of myself (one of which I have pink hair) as a gag gift.
My real present was a box of lubricated condoms.
I love you, Jessika, but you take the icing.

Joshua was the first one to tell me happy birthday; he spammed it in my locker, on my door, and in my room... How did he get in here anyway? Iworry.
He left me a rose, um, my dad found it and got a little upset. It's not that my dad doesn't like me being gay, it's just that he doesn't like me dating other guys. Something about I could get hurt.
Okay, daddy.

My parents gave me cash and told me to blow it freely, so I'm going to. Starting with $5 to Gaia, because I felt like it.

Online I had over 14 HB's from people I've never met face-to-face...but it was awesome.
One guy sent me a picture of him...jacking off... Which was kind of...special. It said, "Just for you." at the bottom.

...... This is me, not saying anything about it.

My sister, cough, Ghostie took pictures for me. And she promised to meet me sometime this December so we can go XXX-Mas shopping together at the mall or something.

I'm 17 and I look 15. I feel 16. And I weigh as much as a 14 year old might.
I'm all mixed up. :] But that's okay.