Happily Sinning

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I'm Daniel as you can tell from my name, not very creative I know, I like long walks on the beach, black roses, and candle lit dinners. I'm just kidding, well about the beach part, I find them way too sunny.

Well To tell you more about myself, I am a sixteen year old guy, oh and I am homosexual! I am also and eclectic pagan, I'll have been practicing for seven years come this October. I found my Matron god early on in my practice, She would be The Witch Queen, and as she's known by a lot of my friend as The Bitch Queen. And I guess I kinda have taken on a persona kinda like hers, as in, I'm not a bitch I'm THE bitch and that's MISS bitch to you.

I dropped out of high school around mid December last year, so December 09, I tend to have chronic migraines which is one of the reasons I left school. Another was because of the bullies, well the asshats as I call them. I dunno, I was outed in middle school so you would've thought that they would be sick and tired of it, right? Oh hell no! It's just to fun I guess. I was actually outed when I had just found my Matron so I guess I was really lucky to have Her in my life.

I live with my Mother, my Brother, and my Grandparents. My Father was almost never in the picture, He left after my Brother was born, Well He's a druggie now so I don't care. Hell, if he came to the door looking for money or a favor I would spit on him and slam the door on his face.

My Mother, Gods bless her, She was diagnosed with I believe type one diabetes, which is an illness where ones pancreas doesn't create insulin or possibly enough for the body, I believe she was diagnosed with it when she was around the age of twelve. So as you could imagine she wasn't a very healthy person. She was a smoker, I believe she quit almost a year ago, so congrats Mum even though you'll never read this.

My Brother, Gods I love him but he can be such a pain. He was Since the age of three or four, maybe five, I've basically cared for him. I guess I consider him my child in a way. He's a really good kid but so demanding, but I guess that's what happens when you are confined to a chair. (Since I seem to have forgotten to mention that he has cerebral palsy, He's  paralyzed from the waist down.)

My Grandmother, I love her but she is a right bitch. I don't remember what but there is something wrong with her heart, Oh ya that's right! She had open heart surgery years ago. She is a smoker and a heavy drinker, Vodka is her drink of choice Grey Goose if I'm not mistaken.

My Grandfather, The one I respect most out of the bunch I guess. Gods, He's seventy-one, maybe seventy-two, and he's still up and doing stuff. He picks up and delivers stuff, almost anything. Many times he's delivered body parts. When he has to ship dialysis stuff, which is like twenty-five to thirty pounds a box, He tends to take me along to help out. He's a recovered alcoholic, I know that you can't/shouldn't say recovered and should say recovering but in my opinion he has recovered. I think it's been about thirty years since he's had a drop to drink and I am so proud of him for that.  He's had surgery on one of his knees and desperately needs the other one done but we just don't have the money.

I don't know what else to say or what to say. I guess that's my whole life in a nutshell, Well for now it is. Gods its kinda sad, depressing, that I am crying right now I as right this whole thing.

Well have fun sinning my lovelies.

- Daniel Devereux