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i've taken this habit of reading
the same poem over and over again
just because i need to tell myself
that i don't make all of this up.
baby, i would have had you, trust me.
my senses would've abandoned everyone;
i wouldn't care what they would say -
i'm so tired of hiding.
i'm so tired of lying.
(no. i'm not okay.)
i've taken this habit of crying
the same tears over and over again
just because i'm that pathetic and
my chemistry homework looked dry.
i can't get rid of the image:
you, safe and happy in my arms
and a dick between my legs.
but you said you loved me.
but you said you loved me just the way i am.
(i'm going to cry again.)
i've taken this habit of knowing
that the same smell will be
on my fingertips every time
that i think about this.
i wanted to smell you too;
hell, i wanted to lick you.
i wanted to memorize every corner -
you and your small figure.
you and your damn beautiful figure.
(but that's saved for him, right?)
i've taken this habit of wanting
this fantasy i've written in my head;
you taking my breath away with joy
every single time i kiss you.
instead, you take my breath away
because i lose my breath to all this
stupid crying, and i always
get so tired right after i cry.
can i cuddle with you and sleep?
(and dream of your soft breathing in my ear?)
will i ever know the taste of your lips in this lifetime?
the same poem over and over again
just because i need to tell myself
that i don't make all of this up.
baby, i would have had you, trust me.
my senses would've abandoned everyone;
i wouldn't care what they would say -
i'm so tired of hiding.
i'm so tired of lying.
(no. i'm not okay.)
i've taken this habit of crying
the same tears over and over again
just because i'm that pathetic and
my chemistry homework looked dry.
i can't get rid of the image:
you, safe and happy in my arms
and a dick between my legs.
but you said you loved me.
but you said you loved me just the way i am.
(i'm going to cry again.)
i've taken this habit of knowing
that the same smell will be
on my fingertips every time
that i think about this.
i wanted to smell you too;
hell, i wanted to lick you.
i wanted to memorize every corner -
you and your small figure.
you and your damn beautiful figure.
(but that's saved for him, right?)
i've taken this habit of wanting
this fantasy i've written in my head;
you taking my breath away with joy
every single time i kiss you.
instead, you take my breath away
because i lose my breath to all this
stupid crying, and i always
get so tired right after i cry.
can i cuddle with you and sleep?
(and dream of your soft breathing in my ear?)
will i ever know the taste of your lips in this lifetime?
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Maybe
Maybe I believe in God,
it's what the world says.
Maybe I don't believe in God...
Maybe I believe in fairytales,
it's even more romantic.
Maybe I don't believe in fairytales...
Maybe I believe in you,
and that's all I want to do.
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Will she ever know?
Does she even know?
Can she even tell?
Can I ever express myself right?
She's beautiful, and smart and funny,
She warm, and gentle and kind.
She everything I wish to be,
And everything I'm not.
I feel puny when she's around.
Not because she is so much better than me,
Because she is!
But because I feel I will never be enough for her.
I feel like she will never notice me.
That is my fear.
That she will never notice,
How I stare at her,
Far longer than I should.
How I try to be close to her,
And wish to be closer still.
How every time she touches me,
My heart runs at double speed.
How every time she enters the dojo,
Her eye
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Encouragement for LGBTQIA
"Learning to live what you're born with is the process, the involvement, the making of a life." Diane Wakoski
I believe that statement truly embodies one of the fundamental parts of the LGBTQIA community. We don't choose it, we just feel it. It is a part of us that we are born with. Learning to realize it, and then accept it, is the challenge. It truly is instrumental in coming alive through your sexuality, the struggles you face while doing that, and most of all, persevering through them. That can be with someone else or alone, but either way, it truly fosters self-growth like I have never seen.
When I personally realized my sexuali
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i don't wanna do my homework >_<
i don't wanna do my homework >_<
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this is wonderful. thankyou.