I feel a little silly for asking these questions, but this is a blog thingy so, I suppose this is an appropriate place to post these burning questions I have for myself. Well, the questions are "who am I really?" and "why am I unable to understand myself?" These are questions that I've placed in the back of my mind and haven't attempted to answer.

Recently, I have been dying to tell someone about my sexuality, and just get it off my chest. (No offense, Oasis, I love you all.) I have formulated a 'plan' if you will, to see if I could possibly do this without being:
a.) Being murdered by family
b.) Being deserted/murdered by old friends
c.) Being murdered by strangers while at school