March 2012
113 posts
Courage
Courage
It is in the small things we see it. The child’s first step, as awesome as an earthquake. The first time you rode a bike, wallowing up the sidewalk. The first spanking when your heart went on a journey all alone. When they called you crybaby or poor or fatty or crazy and made you into an alien, you drank their acid and concealed it.
Later, if you faced the death of bombs...
“This is Impossible! How could this be?”
“Open your eyes and maybe you’ll see”
Dont hate, I cant sing…
Anonymous asked: of your family members, who knows you are gay? mom? dad? aunt? you are inspirational :)
February 2012
118 posts
3 months
I’ve officially been with my girl for 3 months. It makes me SO SO SO SO happy. But I still feel like a coward. I can’t tell my own grandparents even though I love her more than anyone and anything. I couldn’t tell a group of people who didn’t know me and wouldn’t judge me. It makes me feel like a shit because I want everyone to know how much I love her but at the same...
Me....
I remember when my life’s theme song was I’m a Fake by The Used. I remember when I had to take some before I started my day to remember why life was worth living. I remember falling in love with people who would only hurt me. But that’s not me anymore. That’s not my life. I have to remember that sometimes because I know that I am happy, healthy and in love. And I’m...
