My name is Ryan, and I live in Orlando Fl, and I work for the largest tourist destination in the world. I love my job, my friends, and technology (especially Apple stuff). My degree was in Information Technology (even thought I am not using it right now). This blog is a collection of thoughts, opinions, and re-blogs of things that interest me. Have more questions about me? Send them to me in my ask box. :)
Reblogged from jeremywilliam
I’m beyond words right now. You know, it’s funny, I almost believed them when they told me that they would always love me. Well, I guess they might still love me… just not who I am. What the fuck gives someone the right to decide who their child loves? I can’t even fucking understand what the fuck is going through their heads when they look at me. Am I some abomination to them? Do they see me as their little fuck up?
I don’t know what’s going to happen when my parents get home, but after seeing what they’ve been hiding, and apparently reading, I don’t think I’m going to be able to take it. I need to leave here and get away from everything. I thought this just might work, and we might all get along, BUT I GUESS NOT. Fuck you, Mom and Dad. I hope you burn in hell, and I mean that with all my heart.
Sigh. I am so lucky that my parents responded the way they did. Some people have is so much worse. :(
