we can be complete again.

nothing gives him more of a mindfuck than having more emotions thrown at him. he thought he'd made a choice to move on with his life then the past comes whirling back at him. it all just kind of seems to be surreal. living a life between places, hoping to forfill both lives when dividing time. then there's little bits where no one really knows about but one or two people. he doesn't know what he's saying anymore. he opens his mouth to speak and all the words tumble together in unnatural sounds.  he loves every single one of his friends for knowing him well enough to make everything gay and rainbowed and Sherlock. the people he chooses to let into his life are people worth keeping. every single person he knows and wants to be around has reasons for him wanting to be around them. they just don't seem to understand that they are special, beautiful people.  he does not understand the female species in the least, although he does rather enjoy their company and surrounds himself with them at any moment possible. he can't help that he feels like females are a precious prize that once you have gained their approval, you cannot leave their side often. with his bros he can't just be, but with girls he feels he's earned the right to be in their presence.  <3 <3