Dead Month, Dead Me
I was raised in privilege and I attack myself for this, questioning my right to be anything but happy.
The Love Made Me Do It
My ears listened to what they wanted me to believe.
A Letter To The Boy Who Says That He Loves Me
I’m terrified that you love me, or even more frightening, love me for real reasons.
This Morning, I Left You
Last night, we slept side by side with our hands reaching for each other, and today, I am leaving.
A Course In Miracles
Those tears were tears of gratitude.
Why I Refuse To Text You
I had this idea in my head that you wouldn’t open up to anyone, and that for the first time in my life, I really needed to fight for someone instead of waiting for people to fight for me.
A Gay Indian With An American Dream Living In India Will…
I would rather jump around and sweat my body to a Lady Gaga song. Yoga is so overrated.
True Life: My Attention Is Deficit
It’s the year 2013, isn’t everyone kind of like a goldfish? When people go on tangents about how “A.D.D. is not a real thing”, I just shrug.
Splitting Up
When we first broke up, I only remembered all the good stuff.
A Letter To My Girlfriend’s Ex
You write gushy letters and hold on to items that are only special to you. You two are in different worlds.