It’s cool man. Just a shitty life.
Well I’m sleeping on this guys couch and I’m not at all comfortable with the guy or the fact that I have no choice about staying with him because if I don’t I’ll be homeless.
Oh and then there is my lovely mother blaming me for not talking to therapist and shit when I was younger, because according to her. “You’ve been seeing counselors since you were 10( I’ve been on meds since I was five), you could had all of your issue cleared up when you were younger if you would have just opened up. It’s not my fault you kept your mouth shut.” She’s a bitch, who doesn’t care if I’m homeless or not.
Not really no. I’m just sick of pretending to be strong enough to get through this shit. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I’m just really fucking lost right now.
Omfg today at school I was talking to my gay friend and some random kid walked by and called me a fag hag and I didn’t know what to do so I just went up to the kid and hugged him and I was like “it’s okay, once you come out you will discover your true self” and then he hugged me back and started crying and he said “it’s just so hard to feel accepted” and I just
the queer whisperer
Forever Reblog. Zoe Saldana is perfect 😍