My Life as a Sitcom

February 25, 2023

It's been uh... well, a few good years since I went silent. Fret no more, your favorite dorky little gay-ass kid is still here, coming back in the form of a semi-stoic, edgy, murder-loving, middle schooler. 

The end of the 5th was rough as all hell, leaving everyone with the possibility of never seeing each other again wasn't the best for us, haha.

In hindsight, I'm thinking 6th grade is way better than 7th. I'm in my second semester, trying my absolute best to trudge through the halls. 8th grade will be my best year of middle school, I just know it. 

In 2-3 years since 4th/5th grade, I've grown a lot.  I've been fighting bullies, making better friends than I ever bargained for, I've confessed to crushes, and I've been rising in the ranks of "cool" kids. In 6th grade, Myke had tried to get me to date Ave for a little while until Myke moved to another state. Myke and I weren't on good terms either, considering how he was treating me outside of teasing jokes and trying to force Ave and me into a relationship. 

I'm now gonna say that we gender-bended most of the people we knew/know so we could conceal their identity (or whatever) so Ave is a girl and I ended up having a little mini crush on her. Myke is also a girl and is a little fuck-bucket. I'll now be crowning myself as the still-gay-because-I'm-still-into-girls-and-I'm-technically-still-not-a-boy-nor-girl icon. 

If y'all hadn't known already, I'm trans-masc. Trans-masc means female-to-male transition. I haven't even taken my first shot at transitioning besides chopping my hair short. I do identify as it/they/he, which may be considered wack-ass pronouns to come people. So I'm a paradox,  neither gay nor straight but only girls can make me weak in the heart. 

Oh yeah, I got married too. Not real married-married, of course. It's like a friendly married in which people are convinced we're dating and ship us together. I'm talking about this girl named Mia. The next thing Mia and I knew we were thrown into a complicated relationship in which neither of us knew if we were dating or not. I was a pretty nice husband if I do say so myself. Mia wasn't a good wife though. She was neglectful and only came to me to "roleplay" and tell me innuendos or put her hand around my neck. Hated that relationship. I broke it off, even though we weren't in a serious committed relationship or like a real thing anyway. I still dislike her to this day.

I've also been pretty popular with the cishet "popular" girls recently. Hell, don't even ask me why I got into this mess because I don't know the reason myself. They ask me, "Do you miss Harper and me?" or "Are you sad about not having any classes together anymore? 'Cause I am!" and then they go off and say, "Hi King!" and "Oh-Em-GEE! King is my absolute bestie! We're best friends!" and they even go as far as to say, "We're the bestest of friends, King and I! We're absolute besties!" So that's been tiring for me, but it's entertaining and lights up my dark world a little bit whenever it happens.

Anyways, yeah. Storytime! Boy meets girl, the boy almost drowns in her blue eyes, the boy develops a crush on the girl, the new school year comes around, the boy is still pining after the girl, boy musters up the courage to confess, boy confesses, the boy is rejected and spirals into a state where he not only puts up a social facade to make everyone else think he is unaffected but he also lies to himself to make him feel less hurt even though he feels impaled through the chest and is emotionally bleeding to death. The boy is me, and the girl is the pretty bi and blue-eyed blonde girl I fell head over fucking heels for. 

You might also be asking about my siblings. They aren't my siblings. We are all simply friends who've enjoyed posing as siblings because at the time we were attached at the hip at the time. Since the recent breaking of my group, we've left each other stranded. Kiwi going with her friends, and Ace and another friend leaving too. Zack and Koffie are what's left, and yet after all the cracking and shattering, I'm still on good terms with all of the people mentioned.

Welcome to the life of a suffering and depressed romantic who's just about done with school and life in general, has gained some questionable relationships with certain people, only wants to become an engineer, have a nice family life, and have children with a nice lady in the future, treat his kids better than his parents could've ever treated him, and his only backup plans are a freelance artist or freelance musician. I'll be back with more stories for you guys, making up for my almost 3-year disappearance.