rings

i *love* rings. love making them. love wearing them. love seeing other people's. this ring is prehnite, which is a new favorite of mine. it's pretty rare, so fairly expensive and rather difficult to find. there i go again, falling for what's out of my reach....

which reminds me of a funny story. embarrassing, but funny. the guys i had crushes on growing up? gay. all of them. i didn't find out they were gay until later, mostly. still. it's weird, don't you think? i'm guessing it's some kind of protection thing. i liked the guys that were unattainable, because they were safe. nothing would ever happen, so i was free to crush on them. twisted little brain of mine.