I just read an article about an 11 year old boy who killed himself because he was being bullied. He wasn’t gay like most of the recent suicides covered by the news, he had muscular dystrophy, which left him struggling to walk, so he had to use a walker.
“I think everyone’s bisexual to some degree or another; it’s just a question of whether or not you choose to recognise it and embrace it. Personally, I think choosing between men and women is like choosing between cake and ice cream. You’d be daft not to try both when there are so many different flavours.”— BjörkGuðmundsdóttir (via mutualcores)
..and then sadness struck me like a lightning bolt. Now, I don’t usually post about feeling sad, or wanting a guy to share my life with..but I feel sad right now. SIGH. Honestly, I don’t have time for a guy right now. I barely have time for myself, but I miss having that someone that reminds me that I’m okay, that world is okay, and that my cat obsession is healthy.
BUT I don’t think I’ll ever meet THAT guy.
Who am I kidding? I will. You know why? Because I’m fucking amazing. BOOM.