Well that's good then :V
I hope teh party van doesn't show up :V
EDIT:
Not sure, but in my imagination, it doesn't work. The concepts from those words are still there. (Ofcourse, it's not all about the words, but more the feeling the picture sends.)
I really don't know. I mean it's not like I CAN'T get horny from boobs and adult women. But it's just not
best
Urck. I kinda feel like telling my teacher right now, so I can get some help and cool my head down again =_=
I think way too much about this. Sometimes, I think I'm destroying the image I have of myself with these things.
I was imagining a scenario where I was in Fallout 3, and imagined if I had been in Billy Creel's place (A guy that found a little girl in the Wasteland, where some raiders had killed the parents.)
So I kinda imagined, what could happen if I stepped into a house, alone with a little girl where the parents were dead.
My head went wild.
Then I took a few steps back, looked at those stories I had and finally realized how fucking unrealistic and stupid they were.
Actually, I think I care more about children then alot of the people in my class and generally the people I know.
I don't know. But when I take these steps back, I want to be a father ;_;
*imaginary self lays down on the cold concrete floor - face down.*
;_;
*takes a few steps back.*
Haha, look at me, what I just wrote looks like typical teenage bullshit.
Confused about myself, confused about sexuality, feeling emo.
If just my pedophilia is part of the teenage rush too, then I'll be happy.
Make it go away 
Somebody hug me 
;_;
*listens to Dango Daikazoku for ultimate sad level*
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