My best friend knows that I'm gay, yet he tried to kiss me yesterday. I just got home, walked twelve miles because I was so furious. I feel so betrayed. I've told him countless times that I'm not interested in him romantically. I just want to cry. I didn't choose to be gay, I hate that I can't be attracted to such an amazing person, but that's just how it is. I'm so done with this place. I'm packing my bags and leaving, I don't care where, I just need a fresh start.