Anonymous asked: a picture of your disgusting bent penis is all over the internet, along with sexual text messages exchanged between you and a guy. gayyyyyyyyyyy

Ugh, I know, I’ve seen. Terrible picture, taken on my bb bold in pitch black last year xP
Last year while I was going through a psycho of a girlfriend (broken car windows/lights to boot) who landed me in holding for a weekend and also led to me questioning my sexuality for a couple months. During that time, I began degrading myself and flirting with a really sketchy guy who kept telling me he would help me get a modeling gig when my body was more fit. I kept sending him pictures to get him to remember me. I also knew he had a huge crush on me so I would flirt with him thinking it would get me a better chance at a real gig. I’m not even gay, as many of you already know, I just wanted a modeling job so badly I didn’t care if I was acting like a whore. He lead me on like this for months and I eventually got tired of his act and stopped txting him altogether.
After some time I got a txt from him offering me a job to make music for his fashion channel on YouTube, from which he assured me I would be noticed by MTV, VH1 and the like. I’m not quite at a place in the program Logic where I feel comfortable enough to say I could do that, but I did anyways and then waited for him to send me a contract for about a month and a half regarding the project which never arrived.
I eventually txt him, told him i thought he was extremely rude, unprofessional, and just a mean person. I told him I just never wanted to hear from him again. I guess he had a bit bigger of a crush than I thought because he grabbed the worst picture of my cock he could find and decided to make me look like the gross, immature one.
That screenshot is the lingering stench of bad decisions I made when I wasn’t respecting myself as a human being enough. I have friends who stuck with me through whatever problems I’ve had and they understand I wasn’t thinking straight and love me for who I’ve learned to become due to my mistakes. The idea that this txt was getting forwarded to people I used to go to hang out with and respect did make me ill for about 2 minutes. Then I quickly remembered why all of these people lost my respect in the first place.
I’m not sure what the point you were trying to make was, but I hope it got across. Pay attention, everyone. Don’t compromise who you are for anyone or anything. It always comes back to haunt you. I’d just rather own my mistakes to try to warn others about the shitty people out there.