happy. that’s how you make me feel. on top of the world, crazy, and free. because everything with you is unpredictable. since the very, very beginning. carefree and young, thats what we are. we just like to live too much and with you, I can live in the moment. I never say it but I love all the surprises you leave at my door. flowers delivered to my room. finding handwritten notes in my books. taking me out to the beach on school nights just because you know I love it out there the most. waking up just to walk me to work at 5 in the morning. three dates to three different cities. how you don’t mind letting me pick the movie first. or how you take care of me when I get too drunk. I’m entirely grateful you chose to stay even when you know I haven’t been the best version of myself. but something about you just makes me want to be a better person. with you I don’t gotta post a million pictures or make it facebook official so people know it’s real. they see it when they see us, and I feel it when I’m laying right next to you.
So in the words of Rihanna: I want you to stay :-)
I tried to be strong today…
I swear, I tried.
Of all days…the discussion of disowning your gay child came up.
All I could think about was my aunt.
I got angry, then calm, then angry again.
How dare people..even…ugh. Anyway..
Indira’s text helped alot. I love her.
I haven’t talked to anyone about it..idk how she knew but that meant alot.
I wonder where my father is…probably drinking his feelings away. Can’t blame him, wish I was doing the same.
For now, I’ll settle for a Ginger ale.
