Is it because I am tall? Is it because you think my boobs are too small? Was it about my body in any way? Would you tell me the truth if it were? Do you think I’m fat? Are you lying?
Home is whenever I’m with you. The world makes less sense without you.
There is no better way to make a potential mate interested than to make yourself unavailable.
Over these past few months, I have realized something about myself that I was not quick to admit: I am a runner.
If you cared about the person enough to invest even the slightest amount of time they deserve an explanation as to why you no longer want to talk to them.
I was a kid, maybe eleven or so, when I remember first wanting to end my own life.
May we remember that even if the people we’ve lost are gone, we can honor their lives by spreading hope in the community where we belong.
I found out why we need closure.
It feels like momentarily forgetting your convictions for those few moments of bliss, with your senses consumed by that rich chocolate bar swaddled within that foil wrapper.
I, like many, cannot afford university without taking a massive loan. Most mediocre wage jobs that require simple skills, which can easily be taught through training, you can’t even get without some form of degree.