everything has become personal. I do not want to talk.
I cannot communicate.
There were a lot of things I still hadn’t figured out yet. and how could I? when I was too busy talking about the stupidest topics with people who would have no impact on my future. I was sitting around talking about the weather and our aspirations that we knew we could never fulfill. I was done with discussing numerous frivolous affairs. I couldn’t figure out anything if I was too busy chatting it up with the asshole guy who wasn’t my boyfriend or the friend who only needed me when she wanted to boast about how far she got with the guy she’s hooking up with. I should be talking to myself and myself only. as annoying and tiresome as it gets, it is what I need. at the end of the day, I didn’t need anyone. and no one needed me. sure at times, I needed to fuck and to be told I was loved and told I was pretty and bright and all the above, but I sure as hell didn’t need you, or any of you for that matter. fuck you guys for making me seem and feel insignificant. I am a dragon of a girl. fuck me, for busying myself with your worlds and being sucked into the realm in which you were stuck in. THERE IS ALWAYS SOMETHING BIGGER THAN US. if you couldn’t love me, okay. if you couldn’t fuck me the way I liked it, okay. if we were never going to show everyone how deeply we were in love, okay. if you were going to be my friend when it was convenient, okay. everything is OKAY. because we are small little ants fucking carrying the burden, the biggest crumb known to man, on our backs. holy shit, why did I care about things that had no depth? even worse, why did I care about people who clearly had no substance? I am done being friendly, a friend, a somewhat friend, a semi girlfriend, a FUCKING PERSON. I am dragon. a lion. somewhat like a rose. beautiful but dangerous. you will all feel my fucking wrath. good bye.
He’s the love of my life. Forever. Always. Only.
Because I said so.
really just want to be in his bed right now cause I’m a faggot but he’s the best ya know
So my 18th birthday didn’t go as planned.
Unexpected. Predictable. Intense. Simple.
I swear my parents and sisters spoil me. I think I deserve it though.
I love everyone in my life.
Look what my baby got me :’)