Apr 25
Yknow the more I think about it, the wilder I am as a concept. Like a transgender lesbian who has anxiety, autism, is polite to a fault, chronically online, a history student with a passion for theology... Such a wild combonation of things
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Yknow the more I think about it, the wilder I am as a concept. Like a transgender lesbian who has anxiety, autism, is polite to a fault, chronically online, a history student with a passion for theology... Such a wild combonation of things
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dreamer,
I never imagined that the twists and turns of life would find me walking a path so similar to the one you once tread. It's funny how hindsight can illuminate the reasons behind your actions. In hindsight, I can appreciate why you reacted the way you did. We started as the closest friends, and then, unexpectedly, I confessed my feelings to you. I was under the impression that as long as I conveyed how much I cared for you, I wouldn't regret a thing. Yet, in my eagerness, I failed to consider how my actions might affect you. I acted selfishly, making you uncomfortable, and for that, I deeply regret it. I carry the weight of my actions with me, even now, and I'm truly sorry for any discomfort I caused you. I hope, from the bottom of my heart, that we can have a conversation soon. Speaking with you has always been like a breath of fresh air, and I cherish those moments. I genuinely wish you all the best, and I hope you're doing well.
Finally have a chance to see him after like 8 fucking days of nothing and of course he tells me not to come. Drugs and bikes will always come before me.
💀💀💀
My head is throbbing my heart is pounding my hands are shaking I need help
Why will I never ever get what I want? I want this boy so bad. Idek why. But I fucking want him. I crave him. All day. Everyday. I remember his taste, his touch, his gaze, his smirk. His fingers laced with mine as we pressed our lips together like there was no one else in the whole world. Just us. In the moment. I am dying to recreate this moment.
The first shirt I grabbed doesn’t hide the bruise cause I’m a doofus. Or is it just that I can’t hide you even if I wanted to?
On being a rainbow
Most people are too busy
Grumbling about the rain
That they forget about the sunshine
And yet here you are
Glowing above them all
Invisible until they look at the sky
~ Demariah