god. someone just told me that trent reznor is gay. it can’t be. it just can’t be. sure, he’s in his forties and the only woman he’s ever publicly dated was courtney love, but that doesn’t mean he’s gay. does it?

i always just bumumed that he was saving himself for me. not sexually. i’m not naive. i just mean that the emptiness he felt within himself was the place only i could fill up, like he’s the only one who can fill up my emptiness.

in some way i felt that we were like communicating with each other, you know, psychically.

“like” — god, i’m talking like a camwhore now.

the tissue of my reality has been rent and here i dangle, clinging to one last strip of hope.

please, someone, tell me it isn’t true.