I met my best friend. It was like Poetry and instrumentals becoming one again and I could of swore we would have been infinite if it wasn't for that other chick. Don't take this the wrong way I'm talking about my mother she ruined everything. You know when they say your parents spot your fake friends a mile away... It's true but she had no idea what I was doing. And she still looks me in the eye only if she knew. She's looking at what she calls a sin but to me I could care less if my first love was a him or a her. And if she can't accept that then she doesn't know love and she might as well abandon me like everyone else does. She says she loves god so who is she to judge. My mother.