maybe it was your laugh, or your eyes, or your smile.
it could've been your hair, or your voice, or your personality.
whatever it was, it made me fall really hard.
I’m beautiful. I’m intelligent. I have a bright future ahead of me.
I’m not stressing if no one wants me now because I know I’m a good catch and the right person will eventually see it.
I visit this site every once in a while and whenever I do, I always make sure I go on the more page and heart every single entry I see.
Because you all so deserve to be seen.
It's not a sin to love a woman...
Can't believe it's taken me this long to understand that.
- a proud gay
Dreams are dangerous. They can give you moments with someone that feel so realistic. They can make you happy. But once you wake up and the fog fade, it leaves you to remember that that person was never yours.
You make me want to be a better person. You make me want to go to church and have a closer relationship with God. You make me want to volunteer and donate to charities more. You make me want to exercise, eat healthy, and just look after myself. You make me want to take risks, be outgoing, be more confident, be more accepting. You make me want to take everything this world has to offer. You make me want to stop cussing, while at the same time you make me want to shout to the world how much I fucking adore you. Is this what love feels like?
I fear I’m too much. I fear I come across as cold and cryptic. Sometimes I fear I laugh too loud, talk more than necessary, and give myself away too easily; I fear that I can easily be read because I am an open book. I fear I am too sensitive, boring, or too confusing and obnoxious. I fear, but I don’t fear you.. and I’m learning how to stop fearing me..