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It's just the way life goes
18 years ago
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Basement. Wireless network. Medication time. My dad is allowing me to bring my computer home on a Leave Of Absence (L. O. A.) and connect wirelessly to our network (behind my mother's back) so that I can access the internet and all of it's features. I actually feel very sorry coming to this website because of the filth I have seen on it recently (i.e. hardcore vore on the main page. Honestly folks, use a preview icon, please. I almost yaked yesterday's cheese, ham, and turkey sandwich.) I will tell you all my little story.
First off, I moved to a different group home. The mexican guy threatened my life (His name is Armando, he's a boxer, and he's around 270 pounds of muscle. He thinks he's tough shit but I filed a police report against his ass.) Nothing against mexicans. I have a few mexican friends, my brother is half mexican, and honestly I love the spanish accent.
I wrote a letter to Darin through Kanaki. I don't even know if it got to him. I frickin' wrote it in five minutes and sent it in 15. I tried to call Kakani to get the correct address, but she was very short with me. She honestly sounded pissed off that I'd even called.
I've been talking to Billy more recently. He lives about as far as my ex-girlfriend used to live, right around the flint area (you pass Fint to get to her). He's a dragon, and yes, very yiffy. I won't give away his business, since this isn't a private journal, but I will say that I've got feelings for him.
STOP
OK, here's the part where it gets complicated. Because I have been away from Darin for so long, no contact, no physical contact, not even a frickin' phone call, I've kinda lost interest. That, and besides the fact that I've decided to be poly. I'm not sure if I should stay with him. Several furs on this website already think I am an asshole for leaving him like that in the first place. I don't care. It's called the ignore feature, and I only pay atention to my friends' journals anyway. Every website has an ignore feature, and boy do I find myself using it quite often.
My views on everything have completely changed. I am now pretty much a Therian-Fur, and I've come to the stunning realization that the prince-charming scenerio just doesn't quite work, no matter how you put it. I'd say I'm not a slut, but I want to get my way around to my friends, if no fur has any objections to that? *tick tock tick tock* Thought so. If you have just started to fill out the quick reply box because you think I'm a slut fag, STFU and GTFO, seriously. I've had enough problems. I don't need pathetic little internet drama. I proved that I can live without the bulk of the internet for 10 months. IM, E-mail, IRL. IRC is bullshit. OK, here's my reasoning:
1. You sign on there as a level-headed fur looking for some friends.
2. Some channel regular tells you to STFU for talking.
3. You argue back and then they start digging up dirt on you and tell all the channel members except the n00bs.
4. Nobody in the channel talks to you.
5. You protest, get called a winy bitch, and banned from the channel.
[Repeat until banned from network]
It happens slowly for some, quickly for the ignorant ones. If you want to survive on IRC, you have to be a complete whore and yiff the channel founders until THEY give you Ops. Good luck with that one.
Then there's the fact that you whois one of your so called "IRC Friends" and find out that they are in at least 10 sexual fetish channels and you join them only to find shit like Ovipositioning and hard Vore. I talked to a biology major, and am pretty much sickenned by the explanations that person gave me as to how nasty it is inside your stomach and how bad Ovipositioning would hurt.
Pretend? It's just pretend? OK? Um...I stopped pretending a long time ago, probably when I was around SIXTEEN YEARS OLD. If your mother or father or any of your living relatives saw your logs, you'd end up like I did. Guess where?
MT. CLEMENS HENRY FORD CAMPUS - PSYCHIATRIC WARD
...or such place as applies to your location. I wasted at least three years of my life going in and out of psych wards because my sister read my chat logs and printed them out and showed them to my GRANDPARENTS.
"Oh I take every precaution. I am a techno geek."
Microsoft has software hidden in their system, no matter how strong your firewall, no matter how good your virus protection, they can fucking get a C:> prompt if they wanted to. If they wanted to, mind, which doesn't happen very often, but if your parents push the lawyers far enough, or the landlord, or one of your siblings, you could be in for a world of explanations and most likely will plant yourself right where I was.
It's the information age, furgeeks. Deal with it.
My dad taught me a very valuable lesson, and don't put anything in writing that you don't mean for others to see, and don't put anything in writing that you want to be exploited by the law.
We're all in it together, though and you all know what I mean.
So ends my little rant.
So, the point I was trying to make was that I've changed, and probably for the healthier good. will probably be at the MIFur meet at the mall next Saterday. Fatherwolf needs convincing. The family pack's about to wake up so I've got to go grab some vittles and I'm so glad I got that off my chest, even though I probably pissed off a lot of people. Sorry, if you think that perception is warped, you need counselling, because I wrote that down and showed it to my theropist last week and he thinks I've pretty much hit the nail on the head.
[cue flood of sarcastic messages]
Um...do I know you? No? Why does your opinion matter, again?
Sorry Darin, but you are tracked by your parents. There is nothing I can do. Dad says they have involved the law and if I so much as touch you, I'm fucked for at least 20 years in prison, the first day of which I will be murdered by my homophobic cell mate for being gay, and a fur.
I don't want to die, so, I think I'll stay out of it. Nothing against you. I love you to death, and you still got a peice of my heart, baby, but it isn't gonna work out.
Good luck, all of you. I love furry just as much as the next fur, but please...remember the risk. That's what I was trying to tell you. You'll end up like Darin. I talked my way out of some of it, but the truth is to my family I'm the fucked up wolf boy.
Good luck.
Love you guys (that I know).
~Gray
First off, I moved to a different group home. The mexican guy threatened my life (His name is Armando, he's a boxer, and he's around 270 pounds of muscle. He thinks he's tough shit but I filed a police report against his ass.) Nothing against mexicans. I have a few mexican friends, my brother is half mexican, and honestly I love the spanish accent.
I wrote a letter to Darin through Kanaki. I don't even know if it got to him. I frickin' wrote it in five minutes and sent it in 15. I tried to call Kakani to get the correct address, but she was very short with me. She honestly sounded pissed off that I'd even called.
I've been talking to Billy more recently. He lives about as far as my ex-girlfriend used to live, right around the flint area (you pass Fint to get to her). He's a dragon, and yes, very yiffy. I won't give away his business, since this isn't a private journal, but I will say that I've got feelings for him.
STOP
OK, here's the part where it gets complicated. Because I have been away from Darin for so long, no contact, no physical contact, not even a frickin' phone call, I've kinda lost interest. That, and besides the fact that I've decided to be poly. I'm not sure if I should stay with him. Several furs on this website already think I am an asshole for leaving him like that in the first place. I don't care. It's called the ignore feature, and I only pay atention to my friends' journals anyway. Every website has an ignore feature, and boy do I find myself using it quite often.
My views on everything have completely changed. I am now pretty much a Therian-Fur, and I've come to the stunning realization that the prince-charming scenerio just doesn't quite work, no matter how you put it. I'd say I'm not a slut, but I want to get my way around to my friends, if no fur has any objections to that? *tick tock tick tock* Thought so. If you have just started to fill out the quick reply box because you think I'm a slut fag, STFU and GTFO, seriously. I've had enough problems. I don't need pathetic little internet drama. I proved that I can live without the bulk of the internet for 10 months. IM, E-mail, IRL. IRC is bullshit. OK, here's my reasoning:
1. You sign on there as a level-headed fur looking for some friends.
2. Some channel regular tells you to STFU for talking.
3. You argue back and then they start digging up dirt on you and tell all the channel members except the n00bs.
4. Nobody in the channel talks to you.
5. You protest, get called a winy bitch, and banned from the channel.
[Repeat until banned from network]
It happens slowly for some, quickly for the ignorant ones. If you want to survive on IRC, you have to be a complete whore and yiff the channel founders until THEY give you Ops. Good luck with that one.
Then there's the fact that you whois one of your so called "IRC Friends" and find out that they are in at least 10 sexual fetish channels and you join them only to find shit like Ovipositioning and hard Vore. I talked to a biology major, and am pretty much sickenned by the explanations that person gave me as to how nasty it is inside your stomach and how bad Ovipositioning would hurt.
Pretend? It's just pretend? OK? Um...I stopped pretending a long time ago, probably when I was around SIXTEEN YEARS OLD. If your mother or father or any of your living relatives saw your logs, you'd end up like I did. Guess where?
MT. CLEMENS HENRY FORD CAMPUS - PSYCHIATRIC WARD
...or such place as applies to your location. I wasted at least three years of my life going in and out of psych wards because my sister read my chat logs and printed them out and showed them to my GRANDPARENTS.
"Oh I take every precaution. I am a techno geek."
Microsoft has software hidden in their system, no matter how strong your firewall, no matter how good your virus protection, they can fucking get a C:> prompt if they wanted to. If they wanted to, mind, which doesn't happen very often, but if your parents push the lawyers far enough, or the landlord, or one of your siblings, you could be in for a world of explanations and most likely will plant yourself right where I was.
It's the information age, furgeeks. Deal with it.
My dad taught me a very valuable lesson, and don't put anything in writing that you don't mean for others to see, and don't put anything in writing that you want to be exploited by the law.
We're all in it together, though and you all know what I mean.
So ends my little rant.
So, the point I was trying to make was that I've changed, and probably for the healthier good. will probably be at the MIFur meet at the mall next Saterday. Fatherwolf needs convincing. The family pack's about to wake up so I've got to go grab some vittles and I'm so glad I got that off my chest, even though I probably pissed off a lot of people. Sorry, if you think that perception is warped, you need counselling, because I wrote that down and showed it to my theropist last week and he thinks I've pretty much hit the nail on the head.
[cue flood of sarcastic messages]
Um...do I know you? No? Why does your opinion matter, again?
Sorry Darin, but you are tracked by your parents. There is nothing I can do. Dad says they have involved the law and if I so much as touch you, I'm fucked for at least 20 years in prison, the first day of which I will be murdered by my homophobic cell mate for being gay, and a fur.
I don't want to die, so, I think I'll stay out of it. Nothing against you. I love you to death, and you still got a peice of my heart, baby, but it isn't gonna work out.
Good luck, all of you. I love furry just as much as the next fur, but please...remember the risk. That's what I was trying to tell you. You'll end up like Darin. I talked my way out of some of it, but the truth is to my family I'm the fucked up wolf boy.
Good luck.
Love you guys (that I know).
~Gray
dmcclellan
~dmcclellan
Oh honey, I love you still even after what has happened. Please don't give up on me. Give me the address to your new place. I hope the letter I sent to you will be sent back to Kakani. Please, talk to me hon. Check your personal messages. I've called your cell phone several times but no answer.
