When I moved from the Big Apple to a small town in Washington I expected change. I expected for things to be different, since now it was just my dad and I, but I didn't know I would start something "revolutionary." It only takes one photo to ruin your life. I found that out in the beginning of October, on a frosty Friday night. I thought we were alone, no one was around, that no one would find out...so we kissed. Quickly things escalated, bullies broke through my walls, my true friends came out, and I began to understand the pain and pleasure of love. From the hot new kid on Friday to the gay fag boy by Monday...over night every person in the town, in my school, and online found out Joseph Martin kissed a guy, but what everyone wanted to know was Who did I kiss?
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