After telling clay I hope he has a good time this weekend and that I’m not ignoring him when I don’t text, I simply don’t want to interrupt anything he tells me not to worry too much.
I’m lost…
My insecurities and the feelings that I’ve shoved into a little box
are trying to come out and I can’t stand it. I’ve been so busy trying to make myself happy for everyone else when all I really want to do is scream and cry because I lost one of my nephews. I will never see him learn how to walk. I will never see him start talking. I will never see him get into sports or the arts. He’s gone. He didn’t even get the chance to live and since Monday, I’ve been putting up this fucking mask for everyone and I’m tired of it. Seeing as I have to work today though, I’m pretty much screwed into continuing to wear it. I hate this.
Having one of my down days
And I have to work… :(
Not to mention I won’t be talking to Clay until after his brothers wedding probably so he won’t be cheering me up…
I hate the word homophobia.
It is not a phobia.
You are not scared.
You are just an asshole.
what if someone had an actual phobia though
like with people who are arachnaphobic
a gay person comes into their house and they stand on a chair screaming and swatting them with a broom or something
#or they get a really huge glass to put over the gay person #and then slide a big piece of paper underneath and put them outside
(Source: auditoryassault, via emilytheturtle)
I think one of the best feelings in the world is when someone remembers something you said. Whether it was something from yesterday, a week ago, a month ago.. It’s just like, “Wow, you actually listen to me.”
(Source: now-this-is-living, via lipstickandlightning)
