Thursday night Frances went on a date.
Date: A mortuary turned restaurant
Introduction: About 10+/- years ago
Summary: I basically called that deal off tonight. 146 more words
20 hours, 8 minutes ago
“To live a life of competing with others is as futile as encouraging a snail to join a race competition” -G.
21 hours, 23 minutes ago
The ocean inside of you runs deep.
Inside, i am hollow.
But I know how I am supposed to feel-
and so I smile, and I nod, and I keep looking to my lap like a feeling will grow from the sweat in my palms the next time I look in your eyes. 255 more words
1 day ago
Diary Of a Right Brainer
You’re not the one. I just know.
I know we’ve hung around a bunch. Your jokes are funny, you’re really sweet. I’m sure you have my best interest in mind. 201 more words
6 days, 7 hours ago
This one goes to the age-old complainers of being in the friend zone. First two lines sums it up perfectly.
This is something that gets to me simply for the point they make that I see all the time. 39 more words
1 week, 2 days ago
For the past about 7-8 years I have been there for one person more then anyone else in my life. People have hated on me for it and have hurt me for it. 197 more words
2 weeks, 3 days ago
I never meant for all this to happen, you know. This journey into bi-curiosity did not begin with being interested in you.
Before this, I was feeling like I had finally found my place in the world. 630 more words