Hey,
you. I am one of your many friends.
I
really don’t change much
I was
born April 26th, 1988 - but I don't consider
myself to be a 22-year-old I'm just a 15-year-old
7 years later (like Peter Pan, I hate growing up).
I have always lived in the same house in
Charleston. I always attended Charleston
Pentecostal Church (best church on the planet –
come visit with me this Sunday). I’ve camped and
counseled at Whited Bible Camp in Bridgewater,
Maine, since 1997. I have never been to school I
was homeschooled every year. And my favorite color
is still orange!
I
have to work & learn
I attend
New England School of Communications in Bangor,
studying video production. I work with Assistance
Plus as a behavioral health specialist (I hang out
with special needs kids).
(I’m shy) I’m
introverted and quiet. I will probably like you. I
tend to be brutally honest, overly generous, and
strong-willed - all to a
fault. Phlegmatic-melancholy. I usually give
my heart away too easily and quickly, and I have a
knack for offending and pushing away those I love
the most.
I’m artistic
I love
fine arts, drama, writing, graphic design, video
production, doing skits and human videos, making
movies...
I'm a health freak
I am
flexitarian (Google it). I don't just throw
anything into my body I try to feed my muscles,
not just my tongue. I prefer walking or biking to
driving, and I hate wearing shoes.
I’m a good boy
I keep
sober, protect my lungs, maintain an unaltered
body, follow rules, speak clean, retain my
social-sanity, and try to keep peace between my
friends. (I don’t drink, smoke, do drugs, breaks
laws, swear, go party crazy, or try to cause
drama).
I
hate this!
- Those
who simply do what everyone else does (think for
yourself!)
- Cars that pass when you’re
already speeding (it’s the “speed LIMIT”)
- Slow computers (the waiting is like
sprinting underwater)
- Missunderstandings
with no communication (you have something against
me? Tell it to my face)
- "Friends" who are
nice to me and rude to others (you're either nice
or you're not)
- The fact that I can’t
simultaneously be best friends with everyone
(trying to choose between friends is torture)
…Not much makes me angry, but these
things will annoy me greatly.
I
am out (unfortunately)
I grew up
conservative, evangelical, Pentecostal,
Bible-believing, Jesus-worshipping Christian, in a
very anti-gay community. My brother doesn't
believe anyone can be gay and Christian. My sister
hated Heath Ledger because of his role in
Brokeback Mountain. My mother doesn't allow the
family to watch The Ellen Degeneres Show. My
father collected signatures for the petition
against gay marriage here in Maine.
I came
out to everyone as being gay on January 1st, 2010.
My family thinks I'm sinning and going to hell. I
was indefinitely grounded from home internet. I
had to meet with my pastor and a counselor. I was
forbidden to have any contact with my boyfriend.
Many of my Christian friends think I'm deceived
and should change.
Being gay sucks. But
it's who I am.
I
want to connect with you
Facebook & MySpace
Michael Dean Gray
Twitter,
FaithFreaks, and YouTube michaeldeangray
DList and TheGYC MDG
Cellular telephone
207-659-0395
Email
and IM SN for AIM and MSN ..
What if? What then?
What if tomorrow I
never woke up? What then? Would you come to my
funeral?
What if tomorrow I confided that I
believed differently than you did? Would you still
talk with me?
What if tomorrow my brain was
severely damaged in an accident? Would you help me
find myself?
What if desperation and loneliness
overcame me? Would you hold me?
What if
tomorrow I got completely, utterly rejected? Would
you still support me?
What if tomorrow the
diagnosis was HIV? Would you still treat me the
same?
What if tomorrow my very hope for the
future was in the balance? Would you wait with
me?
What if tomorrow my screams for help became
audible? Would you stand on my side?
What if
tomorrow I fell out of love? Would you keep me
sane?
What if tomorrow my addictions destroyed
me? Would you pick me up?
What if tomorrow my
world crashed down around me? Would you hold me
up?
What if? Would you be there?
What if
tomorrow...I wake up? What if my body isn’t
damaged, my world isn’t crooked, my life isn’t
speeding off-track, my friends aren’t stabbing
me in the back? What if there’s no actual
problem?
What then?
My 1 celebrity
crush: Mitch Hewer. He the most beautiful human
being on the planet!
JustGuys
