Gay romance story cliché:
Closeted smol awkward bean that everyone loves likes being awkward, and then his cousin or some shit visits, and a hella straight jock ends up being gay. Blah blah blah, drama drama drama, gossip gossip gossip. BAM! Everyone's suddenly happy.
Ive been really angry at everything,
and crying so much,
and have had so much stuff happen,
and I've been running more,
and drawing more,
and I've gotten so out of shape
and terrible at everything,
and I just want to curl into a ball
and stop existing for a little while.