What We Have Once Enjoyed We Can Never Lose. All That We Love Deeply Becomes Part Of Us

If I was not gay.... You could so be mine

For a whole week I was a bundle of nerves and only a thin sheet of mercy held me from losing myself. Half the time I was dizzy and suicidal, the other half of the time I was truly mad.

Hope is the daughter of a blind father

Her love is not the loud hammer that shatters rocks, but the gentle drop of water that melts the stone.

When they ghost me so I decide to die.... "Whose the ghost now uh!??"

I think love and pain have a symbiotic kind of relationship. They are intertwined like twigs in a crown of thorns . You cannot have one without the other .

Hating me won't make you pretty...