I was looking through my emails, and found quite a lot of old memories. In 5th grade I was so sure I was lesbian. "In love" with my oldest friend Shiro. Now I'm questioning my gender and in love with a cis guy. Never thought I'd see the day I liked a dude.
I guess in a way, I always knew I liked girls. Just never guys.
"wink wink" from an old friend when they told me Shiro was wondering why I wasn't at lunch that day.
Believe it or not, I really do miss those days and regret the things I have done.
Of course, reminiscing about old memories won't help anything.
And neither will all my words about regretting and stuff.
I guess I've really learned but always stayed the same.
Nothing much has changed about me.
Always the same.
Also apparently my sibling watched me in my sleep?
I have no recollection of this but I told them about it.
My sibling is still a pervert.
They've done too much to me.
