I'm gay!

literally.

So yea.

But if you're a girl, don't just automatically assume that i have a crush on you, or perve on any random girl that walks past, or whatever.

it doesn't work like that. k?

I'm still normal! XD

or as normal as i ever was...

lol

Well while i'm actually on bebo i figured i might as well write something.

If you actually know me, you might know my friend Sarah.Sarah Chapman, Ra ra, Chappy, the little spastic English girl from stp. get the idea?

So if you know all this, you probably also know that she's been going through a pretty rough time lately- and if you don't know that, then you're an insensitive moron. Anyways...

In a nutshell, the guy she was in love with dumped her, and a week later started going out with one of her besties (not me, i swear!), who had already promised not to mmake a move on him. So basically, after that all this shit happens, and Sarah ends up at home with glandular fever while her former best friend now values this guy over Sarah. Which is pretty crap. If you really wanna read about it then go on www.fictionpress.com/s/2646209/1/

But yea, this wasn't supposed to be a plug for sarah's story that she wrote (although it's really tragic. and true). It's really just my way of saying that Sarah really needs support atm, coz life just isn't going great for her right now. So yea... go give her love or something... and if you want something that makes you feel less stink about your life, go read that thing.

And Sarah... we all love you, and life WILL get better. there's not actually a heck of a lot that could make it worse right now. AND DON'T START IMAGINING THINGS THAT COULD.

And sorry about that part about people reading it to make them feel less stink... i'm not sure that that would make you feel much better... sorry... LOVE YOU!!! xoxox

I went to a party, Mum, I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mum, so I drank soda instead.
I really felt proud inside, Mum, the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mum, even though the others said I should.
I know I did the right thing, Mum, I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mum, as everyone is driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, Mum, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mum, but as I pulled out into the road,
the other car didn't see me, Mum, and hit me like a load.
As I lay there on the pavement, Mum, I hear the policeman say
the other guy is drunk, Mum, and now I'm the one who will pay.
I'm lying here dying, Mum. I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mum? My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mum, and most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mum, I'll die in a short time.
I just wanted to tell you, Mum, I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mum. The others didn't think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank and I will die.
Why do people drink, Mum? It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mum, and I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mum. Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mum, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have told him, Mum, not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mum, I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mum. I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mum. When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mum, before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?