Cyan the Great ™

In honor of national Coming Out Day...

2007-10-11T21:05:16Z

I thought I'd share how I came out.
Call it lame, call it stupid, but it is true.

Okay, so I always knew I was different. I had never felt a major attraction to girls and at the age of eleven, I didn't like girls. I thought "Well, I'll learn to like them." Of course, being eleven years old, you don't really know what the hell you're talking about. When I was almost thirteen, I still felt no atrraction towards the female sex what so ever. But I found myself growing closer to boys. And I was talking to my best friend at the time about it, and he said he'd always felt the same way. Neither of us were what you would call masculine, enjoying activities such as shopping as opposed to playing football. We had been talking about it and finally he leaned over and kissed me. After he pulled away all i could say was "Wow." It felt wonderful. We spent a while kissing and both of us felt so much better. I didn't tell my parents, but Justin told his. They were supportive of us both. we told our friends and they all supported us. The day I told my family was almost three months later when they cornered me on it. I told them, and they got mad and aren't very supportive, but they don't harass me on it. Even though they don't like it, I'm still glad to finally have it out in the open.

Happy Coming Out Day

Part One Of The Story With No Name

2007-10-10T15:25:00Z

Okay, so perhaps this will be a nice little series of short stories. Perhaps it won't. It all depends oon how interested I am in the current subject. Once i become uninterested, I will stop writing. Whether there's an ending or not. So, too bad for you if you're interested. Which you won't be. This section basically just introduces you to everything. Here' it goes.

Michael skipped down the sidewalk, the sun warm on his cheeks, even in this chilly October weather. His red jacket was zipped halfway as he walked towards the house he had been visiting for so many years. The house that held warmth within it's cold outer layer. Michael was always exited to go and visit him.

The elderly gentleman whom he had met at the age of six when he had 'accidentally got lost' and was found by the man. The man, called Robert, had given him lemonade and cookies. He showed him how to dip the cookies in lemonade to give a sweet and slightly tart sensation.

Michael shoved his hands into his pockets as the wind picked up a bit. He couldn't wait to get to the comforts of Robert's home. He was nearing the street. He lips pressed up into a small smile. He of course would never admit that he was in love with the man, for they were both male and the age difference was disturbing. Michael being barely seventeen and Robert being fifty-four., people would find it odd. And of course, Michael refused to admit to himself that he was gay. Even going to the lengths as to have a girlfriend whom he "loved with all of his heart." He did love her, but not the way he loved Robert.

TO BE CONTINUED WHEN I GET UN-DISTRACTED BY YOUTUBE....

You are my sushine.

2007-10-10T14:21:51Z

You know, there's a reason I put up with all of your shit. It's the way you make me feel. Like I have a purpose. Well, when it's just me and you and on the off chance we get off the subject of your ex. But right now, we're talking about those times he isn't here.
You make me feel like I'm your one and only. Like I'm the only thing that matters. You're beautiful and kind. Funny and romantic. You're my superman. Cliche, I know, but true. And you know, I can deal with everything that you do. Because just hearing your voice is enough to brighten my day. You ARE my sunshine. When I was little, I would sing that song and never truly understand what the words were saying.YOu walked into my life and suddenly I understand. I want to be with you forever. You are what I need
The way you touch me and the way you send chills up my spine. ooh. I just LOVE that. I've got so much I can say that I don't believe it will all fit here, so I'll save it for later.

What's in a relationship?

2007-10-09T14:32:20Z

What's in a relationship? I mean, honestly think about it. You're probably thinking the usual things: "Love, trust, friendship.." But what about the other things? Like...not ranting on about how great the sex from your last relationship was? Or, NOT talking to your ex more than you talk to me.
It's okay that you enjoyed the heat from you rlast relationship. But I don't want to hear about it. I don't want to hear about every feeling HE gave you. I want to hear about the feelings I give you. And yes, I'm glad that you guys are still friends. But please don't talk to him six days a week, when you only talk to me once.
Is it jealousy? No. It's the fear that I'm going to lose you to him. It's not that I hate your ex or anything. It's just that every time I hear you can't come spend time with me because you're spending time with him, my teeth clench, my stomach turns to stone, and I want to rip his intestines out and choke him with it.
So go on, be with him. Go have fun with your "just friend" while I stay home wondering if I'm going to be getting the phone call saying "We need to talk."