Pride and Proud and Out of Context

I seem to utterly confuse myself. I confuse myself in ways that are so unneccessary. Totally and completely unneccessary.

Kinch and I are back together, sortof. I do not really know how to handle the situation since August must mark the end of our "togetherness".

I want it all to be over. Summer, school, and all the messiness that has evolved from both.

I've also come to realize that the noble attempt to be a good friend to everyone never seems to play out in the correct manner. Even if my friends keep relying on me, I feel that I will slowly crumble beneath the pressure of lies that I build in order to save my friendships.

Tomorrow, or today technically, is Pride! Whoop! The festivities that await me tonight are to be so so grand. First, I work....But after I am freed I shall be departing into the inner depths of Houston in quest of meeting up with my lover Ryan at a hotel party of his...then, South Beach! I'm quite excited. I love the gays.

Moreso, I love you.