I May Forget, But I Dont Forgive.

I may forget, but I dont forgive.

I dont remember what you did but i know you did something.

Bitch.

Reason #47 of Why I Widh I Was Born Male That Has Nothing To Do With My Being Trans

Its damn hot in my house and I want to walk around shirtless (and without a bra and stuff) but I live with family and that would be inappropriate and weird

I think one of the best things my parents have ever done for me as a young teenager was when my mom said "i don't even know what I want to be when I grow up" as I was stressing over all of my teachers and family memebers asking what college i wanted to go to in 8th grade.

It's really comforting to know that i dont *have* to know yet. I'm not on a time limit no matter how much people like to push one onto me

SO I'M REWATCHING MIRACULOUS AND IM ON THE FRIGHTENINGALE EPISODE PART ONE AND I JUST- W H Y HAVE THEY NOT FIGURED THIS OUT YET???? THEY ARE S O O O OBVIOUS IM CRYING

WHAT!?

You know what? Fuck the school system

*reads Romeo amd Juliet out of spite*

There's something so soothing about sitting outside on your back poarch just before the storm rolls in with it's distant thunder. Right before the birds start singing and th cars start driving by quickly like they do because you live just off a main road. Where you're outside in nothing but the clothes you put on to go to sleep in but you didnt actually sleep so you went outside. You're alone with your dog and your thoughts and although that is usually dangerous, the soft pitter patter of the rain falling around you as you watch the gray clouds swirl above you and you can only think about how often you wish you did this. It's so soft and comforting thatbyou forget all that's bothering you, everything bad in the world and its okay because its just you and your dog in the nice rain before the world wakes up and you have to live a life of anger, sadness, happiness and all the other emotions you have.