Tuesday ▪ December Thirtieth, 2011 ▪ 10:01 pm Mood: Sad I’m not a very open person, honestly. Even to those who are “closest” to me don’t know half of what goes through my mind. People like Kevin, I tell “everything,” but everything isn’t really everything. I hide a lot and I keep a lot bottled up. Let’s talk about Kevin first for a bit....
Tuesday ▪ December Fifth, 2011 ▪ 8:12 pm Mood: Confused It’s weird how one day with someone I like so much could change my entire outlook. (For the worse, mind you.) For the longest time being single never hurt so much. When my ex broke up with me both the first and second time, I didn’t see us in every couple the way I see you. Now I see couples and envy how they’re what...
Tuesday ▪ November Twenty-Fifth, 2011 ▪ 5:58 pm Mood: Unsure Sometimes I just want to run away where nobody knows me. I want to disappear into the night and go somewhere that nobody knows my name. I want to start over, new name, new identity. Sometimes I just want to get away from here. Away from all these people. To a new place, ya know? A place that gives me the chance to be who I always...
Tuesday ▪ November Twenty-First, 2011 ▪ 5:58 pm Mood: Unsure I feel weird around gay and straight people sometimes. Like to so many of them, I’m not recognised as being attracted to everyone. I feel as though I’m thought of as straight by all the gay people and gay by all the straight people. To escape this I go into periods where I’ll selectively talk about men around...
Sunday ▪ January 8th, 2012 ▪ 1:36 pm
I’ve written this out many times before. I’ve never been able to keep it together when writing it, but tonight I will. I’ll force myself to, even. Love is a strange thing. Some believe it’s the emotion the human race is based on and other’s feel as though the world would be a much better place without it. I’m still unsure, in all honesty. But now isn’t the time for my thoughts on love in general,...
Monday ▪ November Fourteenth, 2011 ▪ 4:45 pm Mood: Angry I never understood the urge to try to convert someone to your own religion outside of a religious debate. There I was, eating my chicken at the dinner table and having an alright time. My father decides to spew some bullshit about religion and Christianity towards me, in attempt to convert me back to it. I rolled my eyes and kept...
Sunday ▪ November Thirteenth, 2011 ▪ 9:26 pm Mood: Calm Well, here I am. My first post on this blog. It feels like when you move into a new house. You’re all excited, it’s a new place to explore with new people and a new view. But at the same time, it’s all new. There are no memories (yet) and there is no emotional attachment. You miss the old, even though you can...