Listen – Erotic and sex stories for adults

Baby! Listen to me carefully what awaits you further in your unusual life. listen to me. I went through all this and go through to this day, and I probably know what will happen to me next …

You have a difficult you chose your way …Although the word « chose »It doesn’t fit here. You didn’t choose it. They just gave it to you. Gave from birth and not your fault. Ha! Guilt! Is it possible to blame a person that he was born without eyes, you can blame the baby, that he does not hear what everyone else hears? You will reproach the child that his right leg is slightly shorter than the left, and he is lame? No! People who still left the ability to understand and accept a person who differs from others will accept him as he is.

And you, a baby for thirteen years old, are simply obliged to accept in their half rotten society and understand.

But no! Don’t wait for this. They will not allow you to be yourself, they will not allow you to differ from your own kind. They are Stado. And you are a pink sheep in this herd. You are the same as everyone else, but the other color. That’s why you are a foe!

Alien, because other interests attract you. Your drives are others.

From the age of twelve, you began to understand that girls do not interest you. You like the boys, only a little younger …

You carefully hid from all this is your « strange »attraction. You begged the kids so that they would not tell anyone that you are doing. And they restrained their word. For the time being …And then the whole area learned from someone what you are doing with them …And here you started problems.

You were teased with fag, waffler, girl with x …

You moved to another city. But this was no easier from …This attraction cannot be repaid in yourself! Although you tried …

Now you understand that it is ridiculous and stupid to summarize in the structure of your soul. And you continued to love …

You think I’m writing about you? No! I describe myself at your age.

You tried to handle a psychiatrist, sexopathologist. Or rather, not you, but your parents. What red, non -healing and bleeding scar, they left in your mind!!! They will never understand that this is not a disease!

Mad to love dogs and cats is a disease?

Closing in your room, drawing portraits of invented boys is also a disease?

And hate re-n and love Maricon, and this is a pathology?

And later, when you talked with one familiar psychotherapist, you understood everything. All your doubts burned out, as the candle on your table burned out. You love very much, for some reason look at the flame …

And suddenly, when you became twenty, you realized that it is more difficult and difficult to love as you want it …

You have drunk several packs of pills more than once, you rushed under the wheels of cars, you opened your veins in the bathroom, but everything is in vain. They did not let you out of this world …Apparently there was a reason. And the reason was that you must definitely meet this boy and love him as he is like you. So it will come out. Trust me.

Because God cannot but reward for patience. This is your prize in a fight with the insanity of this world. And you will get it! Don `t doubt.

I got it

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