I just realized that I became a deviant on August 15th, around 1:15AM. 2 hours and 15 minutes later I could have a visitor at my apartment. A male visitor. His name was Christian...the rest is history. You know want happend. We sat and talked. I cried, he held me as the tears fell, we even held hands...And about 30 minutes to an hour before he went on his journey home, he kissed me.
Now, he's kissing someone else.
I wish I was... =/