Love Me Not (boyxboy)

Love Me Not (boyxboy)

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I've always been the sort of guy to keep things bottled up. I don't share my problems because I, admittedly, have a hard time dealing with them. The only one that knows me just as much as I do is my best friend Lane McKinley. I've known him since we were kids. We trust each other, tell each other things. He's the only solid thing that's in my life. That's why I love him. I've known I was different for quite some time, I could just never really put my finger on what it was exactly that made me different. And then seventh grade came strolling around and I met Lane. And I knew. I knew from the very moment I saw him that I was in love with him. And I know he loves me... I'm just not totally clear in what ways he loves me...
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