Well, I don't have much to say right now. But, my life was a living hell before I met him. Honestly, I thought that no one could accept the fact that i'm gay. Along with the thought of me having to sacrifice my sexuality for others happiness just had to bother me to my core. Being the smartest at my school, bullying was after me all the time and the teachers nor myself could do any thing about it. Getting bullied, going home to recieve my everyday beating from my parents for not be the perfect "son" they're trying to make me, and having suicidal thoughts running through my head every day made me more depressed and acheing all over. I never thought that there could be someone literally from another world watching, and loving me from a far away distance.

Is this the cruel reality you get from your family, or is there a brighter and magical side to life.