Pastel Princess ~ Joshler ~ boyxboy ~

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*Tyler's POV*

     My moms car slowly came to a halt as we arrived at the outside of the Twenty One Pilots Christian Camp. Yay.

     I honestly didn't know there was shit like this. I thought it was all just conversion therapy bullshit. But thank god I don't have to go through that.

Most kids during the summer hang out with there friends, go to fun summer camps, or sit inside eating Doritos all day. But your boy Tyler will be having the "time of his life" in this hell hole.

I looked at the camp and noticed it looked like your average summer camp. Camp counselor walking around, games set out outside, a main building, and a bunch of small cabins located in the back.

My mom got out of the car and grabbed my bags. She hasn't even talked to me this whole trip. Once she got my bags out, she got in the car, looked at me for a good five seconds, and just left.

I can't believe this. Me and my mom were always so close, and now just because I'm gay, and enjoy wearing skirts makes her hate me?

I feel tears come to my eyes, but I quickly wipe them away as a perky looking women walks towards me.

"Hello sweet cheeks! Nice to met ya Hun. My name is Carol, you must be Tyler?" She exclaimed. I just slowly shook my head in reply.

"Alright sweetie! I will take your bags and you ju..." She started to trail off as she looked at my outfit. Her perkiness immediately washed away as she looked at me in disgust.

     She leaned in close to me and whispered harshly in my ear "What the fuck do you think you're wearing fag?"

     I was speechless. Well I shouldn't have expected anything less but, seriously?

     She then leaned back and said "alright sweet heart lets get a moving!" 

     "... What the fuck." I whispered under my breath as I followed her to my cabin.

     "Alright honey! Here we are at cabin 420!" Carol said as I giggled a little bit.

     "Okay! So you can unpack, and I just need you to sign in!"

     I unpacked all my shit after I signed in on the clipboard. After all of that Carol went through all of my luggage and through away all of my skirts. I almost attacked the unstable bitch, but I realized she seemed pretty fucking insane. Carol told me that I have a roommate coming in tomorrow. I honestly don't understand the logic of putting to gay boys in a cabin together, but I'm not gonna point out that flaw to them.

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This is so BADDDD and I haven't updated in like 80 years but I'm getting back on track.

I CANT WAIT FOR THE EMØTIØNAL RØADSHØW HOLY FRICKKK.

Thanks for reading fam.
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