get real

you are so attractive that it hurts to look at you

and knowing that i had your body once

and then didn’t again

it hurts my stomach

gradu8n

getting too drunk every day for a week was a cool idea

not taking my meds for a week was a cool idea

sleeping with people i know don’t give a fuck about me was a cool idea

basically commencement week was full of cool ideas

every time i went to a party i felt like i was regressing back to being a self hating freshman

and obviously the bro who made a lot of my freshman year super shitty was there even though he graduated a long ass time ago, SERIOUSLY THOUGH WHY PLS GET OUT OF MY LIFE

i feel like i’m going to need at least a week to physically recover from this shit WHO WANTS TO STAY SOBER AND RIDE BIKES FOR THE NEXT 10 DAYS

in sophomore year of college i was in love with a girl who was my best friend, she was the first girl i ever loved and i was only then starting to come into and understand my sexual identity. i didn’t tell her. we slept in each others beds together a lot, a few times a week, i was almost always the little spoon. it was perfect and it was terrible, and i think that is the last time i can remember feeling so much and lately i’ve been thinking about that a lot and feeling like i have so much love, so much desire stuck inside of me with no one to pour it onto and all i can do is get angry at people who are happy. 

as someone who struggles with clinical depression, i’ve spent a lot of time in my life being sad for no “reason.” i’m just now learning that that doesn’t mean it’s not real or valid or that i don’t deserve support. i haven’t been feeling supported lately

i hate when people tell me to “just stop” surrounding myself with people who make me feel bad about myself. like it’s that easy. sometimes the people who make you feel bad about yourself are also the people who can make you feel the best about yourself. and sometimes people make you really unhappy, but to stop being around them would be worse. there are a lot of people i’m glad aren’t in my life any more, but i don’t know what i would have done differently, i would still probably try to keep them around. maybe i should be a stronger person, but i don’t think it’s simple.