You’re all I want to write about Because you’re all I think about. But I have no words to use Because my emotions you misuse. I am a water tower filled to the brim with anger and ready to drown the city you’re living in. I constantly tell myself, “I’m so over you.” But … More Thoughts About Her
To the childhood bully who was right about everything she tormented me about: You called me a carpet muncher, a dyke. Now what’s it like to feel lower than the carpet beneath my feet. They all tormented me about what I wore. Like priests without bibles, they preached who I was behind my back. But … More I’m Here I’m Queer: Take 2
You say you miss me but your words are as hollow as your coffin. You love so lively, while I feel so dead. Every word I send makes me lose another breathe because my heart stops once more at the thought of you. I stay up at night writing you poems that I wish I … More “I miss you”
Let’s just forget about school for a day. Let’s forget about work. Let’s forget about our parents, our friends. Let’s forget about taking care of ourselves and just live for the moment. Let’s wear the same outfit two days in a row. Let’s not wash our hair. Let’s just wear hats. Let’s paint rainbows on … More Living to the End of the Day
“Yes!” She shouts after earning another A on her test. “How do you do it?” I stutter baffled at how she passed the un-passable. I study so hard but barely receive a B. I always try, on everything, and it never really works out in my favor. Chassidy, my best friend, … More On Making a Move
I’m sorry to my first love for putting you through everything it took to keep me in your life. I was a fucked up kid and you had a fucked up life. I was the only one there for you. I gave you my everything. Because you were my everything. I’m sorry I was confused, … More 9/26/16. Apologies
Suddenly remembering none of my ex’s posts are about me anymore.
They say falling in love with your best friend is the way to go. Big mistake. Spoiler: It sucks. She was the first girl I ever admitted to having feelings for. Being with her taught me how to feel. Being with her taught me how to have intimacy like the boys and girls. Being with … More On Falling for a Friend
Do not tell me it’s okay to be gay, but not do it around you. Straight couples in the hallway suffocating one another with their tongues, but when I hold my girlfriend’s hand I cant seem to avoid the glares. Straight guys flirt with me, even though I’m gay! But when I flirt with straight … More I’m Here I’m Queer
Do you call her gorgeous like you did to the rest? Was I a rebound like the rest? Am I arrogant for thinking I was special? Do you think about me as much as I still think about you? Do you miss me as much as I miss you? Do you realize how much I … More Bitch.
What am I doing with my Life? 