I hate living with

judgemental,

homophobic,

close-minded

ignorants

i call family.

home is where the heart is.

and my heart can never be with people i love most in my life, my family, so i take the next best thing: Best friends. Home = best friends.

I know i would never completely desert my family because as human being you need to stay in touch with them but i know i won't be living ANYWHERE near them. i love them. and they love me because i filter thier eyes with how they want to see me.

it's sad to know they think they know you, inside out...but they only know what you give them. a role in a play. my life is a play. only behind the curtain does the mask, costume, make up all come off, revealing my true self. it's sad. i want them to know. and at the same time i don't, simply because i can't.

these are the moments in life where ur strength is being tested....and i shall be strong and continue to put my make up, wear my mask and dress in the costumes made by the hands of bloody expectations.....