Release.

I need to get this off my chest.
How do I explain it. I feel much better, I told her. Yet, I feel the sting of reality. Damn, shit's killing me slowly. As I mature, I realize that the facade of happiness, it cannot cut it. I don't even know how to word it. Fuck it.

Damn.

Shit, I have been doing a shit load of thinking and a little talking. Maybe I go for the wrong ones, or maybe, I'm just wrong. Who the fuck knows now a days? I sure as hell don't. I just know this isn't for me; I'm not meant to be the man they are making me into, yet I slowly become him. I transform, killing every ounce of love, kindness, and compassion that makes me Kyle. Fuck the bullshit of beating around the bush. I'm sad and discontent.

Fuck this shit. I'm out.

Sisters.

These two little women right here are simply awesome. I love them more then anything. Them and their sibblings make life worth living. Look at them. Teona and Deausjah. They both may be bad, yet their innocence shines through. Love in it's smallest form.

Thinking.

So, I'm sitting here right, at my sister's house. Jus' thinking. Mind wondering on many aspects of my life. Not even trying to be prolific and shit. Just thinking. Looking at the fish tank, watching them swim in the aquarium, enclosed. I feel enclosed to. My tank bigger then theirs, yet not a tank, a bio dome. I think again, maybe I am free, who knows today in the world. Females, what can I say about them, they catch my eye as stunning; some more than others, lol. They keep me on my toes, keep me striving for perfection within myself. Yet, being within close proximity of one I feel attracted to, whether it be mentally, psychically or both, I freeze. I choke, I get almost blinded by what I like about her what draws me to her like an insect to light. I can't pull away, then the inevitable happens, and I walk away head hung down. Shit, I'm shy, need I say more. I don't know.

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Queersexual signing out.

My Moon Boot

I have had this on since last Friday, I get it off Monday the fifth. My surgeon, Dr. Dabney, told me I will get the pins removed from my hips that have been there since 2001. I no longer need then, nor do they need to be removed, unless they cause discomfort as they do I. Monday I will receive a splint.

Beginning.

This is the beginning of my new blog. I guess I need to write more, maybe express my self just a tad more. I will include: pictures, videos, random thoughts, and what ever else comes to mind.

So now I welcome you to
"Mind of a Queer"

Side note: Happy Birthday Bianca.