If You Tell Me To Get Lost,I'll Ask How Far Away
Once Upon A Time Lived A Kid Named Gavin.My Life Isn't A Fairytale.
I was Born In Early September.My Parents Were so Greatful To Be Blessed With A Beautiful Baby Boy,Until They Started Seeing How Different I really Was.I Always Wanted to Be Alone,I got Scared when I was Around more then 10 People at A time.Alot Of Things Scared me,And Secretly In the Back Of My Mind,I was Petrified Of Being Left By My Parents.When My Father Started Working Late Night Shifts,And My Mother was Passed Out On the Couch,I Sat In My Room Alone...Thinking About the Future.I was Always Pessimistic,Quiet,Shy,And Depressed.When I Was In Second Grade,I Got My First Girlfriend,Rachel Parker.It was The Happiest Day Of My Short Life,And I Got My First Kiss By A Girl That Year.It was Later On,A Few Years Later,I started To Notice Boys More.I was To Afraid To Tell Anyone this,Because I thought Everyone Would Make Fun Of Me.In Seventh Grade,My Best Friend From Kindergarton,Brandon,Told Me that He Was Bisexual And Hoped I Understood. A Few Weeks After That,I Got My First Boyfriend And My First Kiss By A Boy. I Just Couldn't Decide After That,Who I Liked More.Soon,My Father Started Teasing me About Girls And Such,It was As If He Was Knawing At My Brain Just Trying To Get The Truth Out Of Me.Once I Decided To Tell Him and My Mother,They Didn't Treat Me The Same. It was Like I was Living In A House With People That Hated Me.I Saw The Way They Treated My Older Straight Brother,And Compared It To the Way They Treated Me. Something Just Was Not Right,But I still Loved Them.Eventually,My Fear Of Having My Parents Leave Me,Started Coming True. My Parents Divorced For A Reason I Would Rather Not Mention.I Barely Have Any Contact With My Father Now.After This,I Started Partying,And Drinking To Help My Depression. It Started To Get Out Of Hand,And I Was Caught By The Police A Few Times.I Had Many Worthless Relationships As Well. It Hurt Me Terribly. I couldn't Help But Fall For Someone,And Once They Broke My Heart A few Times,I Started Realizing That I only Wanted To Feel Loved.Im Way Over That Now.And I Am Taken By An Amazing Boy Who Loves Me,And I love Him Very much.People Always Ask me,"Gavin,When Are You Going To Grow Up?".And My Reply Is "When Im Old And rey,Sitting In My Wheel Chair,With 10 Seconds Left To Live". Yeah,Its Odd,But Im Immature. I Dont Want To Grow Up.Whats the Point? I Dont Want To Be The Guy With His Suit And Morning Coffee,I want To Be The Guy With His Hello Kitty Underwear and Cape Running Around the House Shouting "Im Fuckin SuperMan" My Whole Life.You Know Why? Because Im Gavin,And thats Who I Want To Be :D
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