a boy i wrote about on here years ago is now the first boy to have an apartment with me. 8th grade to age 23. keep it up teenage kittens. true love exists.
This point in my life, today, I have decided that all of the characteristics that were at one point “a phase” are the truest parts of myself. If I blend them all together I become myself again, just as honest as my fourth grade goth phase, my second grade Wiccan phase, and my 18 year old “slut” phase. Wait, you’re telling me my sexuality is okay to express? This means my full self expression will find its job openings and maybe I will finally be myself on stage, on screen, and in this life.
