forever crying


“And it’s not just the people stare; and call me names; that I can’t fit in when we’re together; it’s that I’d rather break up with the man of my dreams than take my clothes off in front of him; than let him touch me; than let him soak me up like I do him. So Kester might think I’m running away, but he gave me the options. And, in a way, I am facing my fears, I am doing the thing I’m most afraid of.