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Every time I smoke a cigarette I hear a timer in my head. Keep smoking kid, your life is going to end short. I remember once someone told me I look attractive when I’m smoking. I don’t see why. I look like what I smoke. Disgusting.
Gabso called me today to tell me something I wasn’t prepared for. He is HIV positive. A lot of things are racing through my mind, and when I told my family. They told me not to attempt a relationship with him. They are worried that I might catch it. My mind is flustered, and I’m not sure what too say. All I was able to get out of my mouth was, “I don’t care, it’s not who you are. It’s something you have, and I’m intelligent enough to see beyond it.” I stick by my words, and for some reason. I don’t think I’m going to regret them. For the first time, I think someone understands me. I’m not going to let this get in my way. I’ve let too many good things pass me by, and this one isn’t. Tomorrow I’m going to tell him this.
I’m also going to work for the salvation army for a couple of weeks. I thought it would be nice too do something for the public, then think about myself all the time. So starting tomorrow night I officially am one of those annoying bell ringers. The people watching part of the job is going to be great though. I’m sure I’m going to bump into a couple of odd balls.
Overall my day has been overwhelming. Hopefully tomorrow goes by a lot smoother after I get some things off my mind. I’m going to wake up early, and Mediate for a couple of hours. Then off too boston too see Gabso, good night tumblr.
