One day when I was just about four years old, driving home from preschool with my mother, I told her I loved and wanted to marry my best friend Catherine. She explained to me what being gay was. Shortly after that my kindergarten teacher asked me if I knew what my middle name meant. My middle name just so happens to be Gae, after my grandmother Gaetana. I told her just what my mother had told me and, a little shocked, she replied that it also meant happy. I didn’t meet my first real live homosexual til I was ten, and despite my excitement, I didn’t see what the big deal was. I came from a very Christian family and they didn’t treat this person any different than any other person, they didn’t seem any different than any other person. I don’t subscribe to any religion, but by Christian standards being gay is supposed to be a sin, and also by Christian standars; we are all sinners, so I’ve always wondered…then how actually can they think a gay person is any different from anyone else? Parents; you’re doing it right.

Lately I’ve been trying to run around and fill every possible moment with something to do because when I stop, I go crazy. I’m bored, lonely, dissatisfied, I don’t want to be in Texas anymore, I miss my family, I miss having female friends that I can actually TALK to, without judgment or dismissal, this is probably one of the biggest things right now. I mean Christ, we’re women, we’re supposed to be wild. It’s like the whole world works, eats, sleeps, shits, and works again and that’s ALL they are made up of. Why does it seem like I keep graduating to the next level of my life while the rest of the world is so fucking boring and has nothing to say or do. I want to keep going, I’m not done yet damnit! But there’s so many things I just can’t even express to 99.9% of the people I know because they’re just not on the same page. I legitimately probably know two people I can say anything to and they’ll get it, and they aren’t people that are readily available. I don’t understand human interaction, but I feel like lately I need people readily available to have an actual fucking RELATIONSHIP with where we RELATE. The problem is, I can’t relate to anyone I know, and none of them can relate to me. This is the stage where people settle down, get married, and have babies, and as Arya Stark said, “That’s not me.” I’m ronery. Where are all the people like me?

misssweetandbitter asked: Druga just posted a video of you singing. Extremely beautiful

Yayayay thank you so much!!! ^.^