you do, you really do

one of the cruelest ironies i have ever had to endure is when someone you're in love with tells you that was it not for something trivial (ahem) like gayness, we'd be getting married right about now. that i'm obviously the right one but not fully the right one due to physicality. which is really sweet and nice to hear because it's always nice to know that someone loves you as much as you love them, despite its double-edge. i wish someone could tell me when my life became a hollywood movie. camp to the extreme.