Your perception of bounceme is a more accurate reflection of your mind than your conscious words are.
You're like a guy in a museum who walks over to another guy looking appreciatively at Michaelangelo's David. And starts a conversation thusly,
-"You known, I'm not gay anymore"
-"Excuse me ?"
-"I used to be just like you, you know, but I have a girlfriend and everything now. And you know someone with a girlfriend isn't gay."
-"Well, I'm not gay"
-"Then why are you looking at that penis ?"
-"What penis ?"
-"THAT Penis, right there! God how can you live in such denial? Good grief man, stop being so obsessed about the penis! I used to be like that you know, always obsessing about the penis. But now I have a girlfriend, I'm no longer thinking about penisses all the time. Maybe you should stop thinking about penisses as well."
-"Please go away"
-"It so sad how some people live in such denial. I'm so happy I'm no longer thinking about penis all the time. Did I mention I have a girlfriend now ?"
One has to be very delusional, or desperately wanting to be convinced he is normal, to expect his experience of life is like everyone else's.
I never stalked Cracky.
I never wanted to be her boyfriend.
I never wanked to her pics, (I prefer girls my own age, and I prefer them to be in the same room as me, well, most of the time anyway...)
I still like her pictures for what they are: pictures. I also like abandoned building pics, Ryden, Dali, many others. Nothing wrong with that.
There is no need to conform to "accepted behavior" or to justify your behavior once you come to grips with you eccentricities. You also usually get perfectly comfortable with anyone else's.
Except pedos, these guys creep me out...