wihat if we eachIt just made me think
It's funny, when he was staring at me I was staring at someone else, another slightly older guy who was fit and definitely not gay
wm a bigger gay guy but I dont present gay I don't think
hy he was staring at me, I dont get that a lot
IOt's too easy to place the blame on those who came before.nce every wall of my first home was water and blood and nourishment from my mother. Is that how it's passed down, mother to child, swallowing bitterness from throat tight to abdomen dull to amniotic sac swaddling.
I want your fingers to feel the marks on the cover just like the marks that have been left on my soul by another; the marks on my mortal body feel like tattoos, like the short summary on the back of a dirty cover, because as simple as they are , they tell many stories.
BAecause tomorrow morning is the organic chemistry midterm. And when your study group consists of seven feral gremlins whose collective IQ fluctuates wildly depending on their proximity to caffeine, organic chemistry isn't an exam anymore.bsolutely not in this universe.
I love him, but he is so bizarre. Sometimes I want to scream at him, ANUNCIATE YOUR WORDS! nobody can UNDERSTAND YOU! But I am older now and know I shouldn't get so irrationally mad at him. He loves me dearly.
TMhe truth is that unresolved trauma often continues affecting daily life long after the event has ended."any people believe this.
If I talk about my trauma, it'll only make things worse."
TShey were thinking and working stuff out raw and in real time, getting inspiration from each other and broadening their contexts, allowing them to integrate things and deepen their own understanding.o what about this as a concept?”