LoveLove is the greatest feelingLove can bind us togetherLove can unite usLove can makes us inspireLove can make our life betterLove is the greatest thing of all
Exam SeasonExam season!I know what that means -Endless restless nights,Inner fightsBetween caring too much and not enough;There's just so much stuffTo drill in!And the threat of failureHangs over you like a fairytale curseBecause there's nothing worseThan not being good enough.But let me tell you this -There's more to life,More to youThan A B C D E;Exams don't measure your worth.Can't you see?You are so much moreThan the number they assign you.Please,Love yourself this exam season.Try hard,But don't tear yourself apartBy pushing yourself clean off the edge.
Fear.What if I'm so brokenThat the only way I know howTo be loved Is to be hurt?
This Is SchizophreniaI feel like I'm talking to myself,and not in the humorous way,not like the, I'm “going” insane waybecause I am Insane.I'm insane in the sense that I can hearthings that aren't necessarily there,things that burrow their little bodiesinside of my ears.And insane in the way I see things, things thatyou can't see. And trust me it'snothing to “feel” special about, not a magic act,not a special power that I harness.This is schizophrenia.This is a delusion so real and “natural”that you can't tell whether it's imaginationor something unnaturalThis is a nightmare that never goes away,that a pinch to the arm only angers morethan medications that are supposed to stopthe mental sores.These are arms so red and angry,because pinching doesn't work,but you pinch and pinch and pinchin order to maintain some sort of normality.And these next few lines are not todote down on Christians, becauseI'm one of you. Just God'sforsaken child, I
GayI am gay.I'm not a disease, I'm not a problemI'm not an afflictionI don't need treatment.I don't need helpI'm not sickI'm not confusedI'm not a sin.I am gay.I'm your daughterYour sisterYour friendYour co workerYour classmateYour acquaintanceA complete strangerI am gay.I need love, just like youI need smilesI need supportI need a hugI need a friendI need a familyI need acceptanceI need understandingI need youI am gay.I know what love isI know what pain isI know what hate isI know what life isI am gay.And I need you to love meThe same way you loved me before you knewI am gay.And I have experienced hateFrom more people than just youI am gay.And I wont change.I wont give up.I wont back down.I wont pretend.I wont lie.I wont deny.I wont hide.I wont hurt.I am gay.And that's okay.
eulogy (six months after the fact)last night, i kissed away the memory of you,woke up this morning with someone else’s handstangled in my hair, someone else’s sweat stuckto my skin, just so that the next timethe grocery clerk asks me how i’m doing,i can say that i am recovering.recovering.like you are a drug, and i was an addict.like you are a drug, and i have gone half a yearsince my last hit.last night, i let a stranger press his bruisesinto my neck and all i thought aboutwas whether or not you’d call me by myname if we met each other again.to be honest, i’m not sure i could get it allthe way out—it’s been too long avoidingit like a landmine to even think of lettingit sit on my tongue again in whole syllablesinstead of choked off bites of lettersi didn’t mean to stutter outlast nightlast night i spent twenty minutes in love with a boyand for the longest time i couldn’t bringmyself to look him in the eye.last night a boy picked me up and tol
How To Not Be Hated By Society: A Foolproof Guide1. Don't be anything but white. When you're black, people will hate you,because you look ghetto, and uneducated. But when you're white, people will hate you,because you look racist, and stuck up, and unapproachable. And when you're anything in between, people will hate you,because you're different, but not different enough, and there's no one to stand up for you.So actually, don't have skin.2. Let other people decide who you spend the rest of your life with. When you're gay, people will hate you,because it's unnatural. You should have control over your mindset, and so should total strangers. When you're transgender, people will hate you,because you challenge their religion and deities don't make mistakes, so obviously you did.Do I even have to explain this? It obviously shouldn't be your own decision who you fall in love with.Your emotional compatibility and well being doesn't matter at all.You'd clearly ge
interstellar motion (the north star)i.dear cosmonaut,some daysi am in love with you.some daysi am in love with youand i ache in every language i knowand a thousand i don't;your name spilling fromconstellations like somepure wor(l)d builtelysium.ii.there are daysi am ador(n)edby the skin of thosewho matterwhen kindness blistersand it burns;i am spitfire conflagrationsand no respite, no shelterwhen comfort is theflameyou fly from.iii.in the betweenmomentsi am pausedfloating lonesomeinterstellar satellitesin orbit;these are daysthat feel like all daysand noneand i cry out to believei am. not broken,yet sacred and longingsca(r)red, andwanting.you,perhaps.iv.dear cosmonaut,some daysyou are everything;but the sunmust alwaysset.
The Girl Who Was Afraid To BeShe speaks to me fondlyof passions and talents,of guitars and stars,with such breathless intensitythen stops short andapologisesfor speaking at all.All because somewhere in her life,someone she loved broke her heartby ignoringher beautiful wordsand telling her toshut up,keep it down,nobody cares.People aren’t born sad.We make them that way.
One NeedI need some timeor somethingI need you to hold meNot with your armsbut with your mind
LonelyI feel so numb as if I'm emotionlessI feel so empty as if an empty void is around meNothing but darknessNoting but emptinessNothing but loneliness