When I have kids, the rule is going to be, ‘you can be whatever you want to be; a doctor, an artist, a stay-at-home-mom, a stripper, a monk. You can be gay, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, straight and everything in between. You can be a UU, Christian, Hindu, Ba’hai, Atheist, Questioning, whatever. You can be any gender you want, just tell me, and I will support you. But the minute I hear about you bullying someone, we’re going to have a serious problem.’
You stopped replying over a month ago. You made me promise we’d stay in touch. Now I miss you like hell and it fucking hurts. It fucking hurts so much everyday that I want to drink vodka until I believe your lies again. I defended you for so long, everyone else saw the bad there and all I saw was beauty. Now I hate myself because you were poison.
Oh good now I feel like shit