I need to vent.

I'm in a situation.
And it's a bit tricky.
And I have no idea how to handle it.
Because A) I don't even know if Person A is just kidding and B) I've never dealt with this scenario before.
Um, I don't know who I can explain this to.
Honestly, I'm so freaking confused at the moment.
Also.
I'm like, the most open minded person, ever.
Okay, not really, because some things I draw boundaries on.
Like age.
I don't care if one person is a few years older.
I have quite a few friends who are dating people aged 23-25ish.
And that doesn't bother me.
What does bother me, though, is when I, or anyone else my age for that matter, get hit on by some old guy.
Like older than my daddy, freaking me the fuck out old.
It's just so creepy.
I can't deal with it.
But then the issue of me being too nice often gets in the way of me yelling at said creepy person.
Though, I really, REALLY would love to yell at them.
I mean, srsly.
What if they have kids my age?
That. Is. Disturbing.
And, okay, some people are all, "Oh, but you're eighteen now, so it doesn't matter any more. It's legal.."
That is the worst fucking excuse I've EVER heard of.
Just. Ugh.

And the scenario I was being abnormally vague about at the beginning has absolutely NOTHING to do with age, hah.
I do not have some weird crush on some old creeper.
Not at ALL.
Ugh, I'm weird, but fucking Christ.
I'm not that messed up.
It's just..a really complicated thing.
Or, it's really not.
The situation itself is nothing complicated.
But the situations STEMMED from the scenario can be quite messed up.
And I don't know how to weave through all the delicate webs it will create.
I have no idea how to handle the situation.
I'm going to disappoint someone either way.
Granted, I don't think it's anything worth getting upset over.
But..it has a lot to do with WHERE I live/where I was raised.
And the people I grew up around.
I feel like a jerk.
Because I don't feel like it's wrong, but I know it's something kinda controversial.
And, just ugh.
I'll find someone to explain it to.
Because if you really don't know me, then you won't get it.
And I just can't be bothered trying to explain.
Especially on here.
Considering I don't even think anyone reads this, hah.
Or, if anyone does, I don't know they do.

Bahhhh, no me gusta.
Doesn't help that I read an old message from May.
During a very BAD time in my life.
And just.
I think I need to like, walk or something.
I'm thinking too much.