strong enough to cry.

stage highs are fucking great. honestly, nothing in the world could beat that. shit actually pulled together in time. only one more night and he can go ahead and forget all those bullshit lines. almost counting down the minutes.  he tries to get along with people in the drama department. he tries not to judge them based on the fact that most of them haven't seen any of his favorite musicals, they all only have a shred of acting talent, and they are complete dicks for the most part. he tries to see the good in them, letting old fights wash away. there are even some of them that he doesn't mind sitting down and having actual conversations with. but then there are others that just push him over the edge repeatedly. the ones that can't seem to understand boundaries, can't respect the fact that he has no interest in boys. sometimes he wants to shove those assholes down flights of stairs. at the end of the day, people he thought he hated before he finds sticking up for him while those he thought he got along with turn out to be nowhere near the person he thought they were.  with winter holiday coming closer and closer, he feels more of a shove to share with his friends, let them know what he is. he doesn't know how to tell them. he could tell them all at once, or he could share it with each person in a way that seems more personal. personal sounds good, although he doesn't want anyone to feel left out. plus he's too fucking tired to do much.  another month seems to be upon the world. he wishes the month were one that he cared about. the wishes he could look out and just see the beauty of winter without feeling the hatred of his family anymore. he wants to be doing something that entails love and escape. only the hardest part of the man can be put in many angles.  <3 <3