Weird thoughts have been crossing my mind, but most of them are after reading a story. Won't tell who wrote it, but the ending is what got me. Two guys are having their butt fun, and it's hot and heavy. However the next day, upon rising from bed, one of them sends the other out the door. Kinda like a Wham-bam-Done deal, but it was more because the guy was genuinely afraid that he was gay.

Honestly, I have no clue what that tweaked in me, but it was tweaked. So I find myself sitting here, looking at my own life and just hoping. Hoping I never have to experience heartbreak like that. When a guy invites you to the bedroom, he should make sure that he's gay or damn well knows it to be true. As for me, it just kinda... unsettled me. Because I truthfully see myself getting into those kinda situations. Though, not if things between me and my boyfriend stay good.

I unno, I'll probably forget about my being bothered by that in the morning, so it's probably for the best that I have this off my chest now instead of holding me back somewhere down the road.

For now, I'm gonna answer the call of sleep. Expect 2 stories to be up tomorrow: A commission, and a personal story involving everyone's favorite ravens, Del and DJ. Yes, there will be wincest. Yes, there will be plot development. I better not see no bitchin' about either. :V