I'm an emotionally wrecked nineteen year old boy. I spend most of my time fantasizing about my death. I'd like to think i'm matured and ready for the world, but i'm not. I have heart, at time's too much. What i do know is, my heart is taken. 08/01/11 i fell in love and the guy i'm lucky to have, is the only thing that keeps me sane. So don't try and ruin it. Anything else, just ask, this really doesn't cover much.
"I want always to be a boy and have fun." - Peter.