Dear male population, I know what I have and what I lack, in which lacking is a much greater aspect of my life. I am aware of it, but that does not keep me from knowing what I got. I am confident, good looking and have a great sense of humor, but then why is
Read more →Hey Mom and Dad, Remember that time when I was 14 and I told you I was bisexual? You both were so flabbergasted that you chalked it up to a phase and more or less brushed it away. You made sure a few days later that “I was just kidding” and to make life easier,
Read more →You have been swimming in the back of my mind since the first time I met you. Your image will forever be imprinted in my mind. That brilliant smile that just, somehow, made the sun shine as bright as the destructive light of a million supernovae. Children hold nothing when their curiosity is compared to
Read more →i never gave you permission to take it so i want it back. i want my heart back. i want to stop caring about you. it’s only going to hurt me and i know that you don’t want that. you care. i know you do. things are too complicated now for us to date and
Read more →Dear Dad, I don’t think I can ever make you happy. I have been trying my hardest to be what you want me to be, but I never seem to be good enough for you. You obviously seem perfectly content with your new family and don’t care that you abandoned the people that needed you
Read more →Dear You, I think about you every second of every day. I miss the way you used to sniff me like a dog when cuddling, just to make me laugh. I miss the random moments when you would offer to buy me a milkshake. I miss us singing to “Don’t Stop Me Now” in your
Read more →I cannot believe this. I cannot believe that I have realized we are over. I cannot believe our love is gone. I cannot believe that you moved on. I cannot believed a guy has ever made me cry this much. I cannot believe the tears that shatter on the floor, they look like crystals and
Read more →That was your name, Lydius. The person I was when I just shut myself in my room and listened to music and hated the world and cried cried cried. That was your name, till my subconscious began telling me it was ‘Depression.’
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