I want her with my entire body, but my mind is trailing behind. I can't have her, because it's too easy to choose the person who wants you back.
And I'm broke, I paid to put half a tank of gas in my car yesterday with quarters.
He told me we should instead burn homophobes in effigy. Then he made a comment about faggot shit and the girl sitting next to me told him his representation ought to be the first in line.
I decided last night that sometimes I really am crazy. My mind just doesn't know what's going on, and I completely lose it.
God, the way he said the word dyke, I just wanted to shrivel up and die.
I knew it had to be something inside of me. It was my fault, I was doing something wrong, and as soon as I figured out what it was, I would start to be happy.
She told me I was not the problem. And now I'm happy.
Hey y'all, this is reflections. Nice to see everyone around again. Haven't been on the site in a while, but I'm back, and I've got some stories to post. Will do that soon.
I also joined a gay youth reading group, and as soon as we get started, I'll begin posting what books we're reading, and what we think about them.
peace and love, tere