My life, nothing special

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Okay, so now I'm sitting in a park, watching some random guys playing basketball and walking my dog. Or maybe not walking him, just trowing the ball for him, which I'm not really good at. I don't like walking my dog, because then I can think about my feeling for some people and my sexuality. Yes, that is a thing that I really like to think about. I will write about it later, because now it's getting darker and colder. I think I should go home now. And the basketball guys went home too...
P.s. my original language is not english so sorry for that guys.