Do not label the people I love, they are not objects.

Yup, I am byesexual.
this means everyone always leaves me
sad story, true story, this is my life story.
xoxo

And I know Its probably wrong of me to feed your ego so much. but I can't wrap my head around how amazing you are.

It used to feel like home...

These girls be popping children before they even learn correct grammar.

Oh you have to wake before 9 am? please...would you go on about how hard your life is.

I'm stuck between gratitude and pain, I feel them both at the same time. and I really, really don't know what to do.

My boobs, my rules.

Being alone. when not chained to loneliness
is a marvelous, wonderful thing.

You wonder what made my generation so ungrateful and I wonder what made yours so selfish