




So how am I supposed to meet other queers if I don’t leave my house, i’m always at work, can’t afford to get to the gay bar?
I want to meet a cute queer girl or trans guy. But it’s so much easier to meet dumb cis dudes that waste my time.
I’m trying to have great sex and a connection with someone. I’m not that into dick. I’m more about a connection on a higher level.
I still love my ex but let’s be real he’s a fuck boy and I got miss problems from him than I got off.
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People will judge you regardless of what you do. You might as well be judged doing something you care about.
Staring at this blank page
These words can’t escape
It’s too surreal
Not having you here
The last time I saw you
We were at the park
As the sky grew dark
We talked about our fears
And your smile held me near
I hugged you tight
got into the car
Said goodbye, drove away
Never knew you’d go so far
If I knew that’d be the last time
I’d have killed myself that night
All dressed in black
Hair done, heels on
Glasses to cover my swollen eyes
Still you’d see me as a prize
The silence hit as I walked through the doors
To see your lifeless body on a table
had pain seeping through my pores
Hours were spent at your side
All the words I couldn’t say
came rushing down my face
My hand on your iceberg chest
left me breathless
As if we were the only ones in this place
I bent over graciously and I kissed your face
I miss you every day. Every year is hard on me. Your death anniversary is approaching and I want to stay in bed or be wasted the entire next days/week/month. I miss you. I miss you so bad. I hope wherever you are is peaceful and beautiful and fun. I’d give 5 years of my life to spend one more day with you. Captain planet Dawsons creek bffs for life 😘 love you nooney.
Reasons
I wish I knew why he left. What his reason were. Why he changed his mind.
For all these years, I have turned it over in my head—all the possibilites—yet none of them make any sense.
And then I think, perhaps it was beacause he never loved me. But that makes the least sense of all.
Lang Leav














