It already feels like fall, and it’s not even august. Summer feels dead and gone.
How I LOVE when people disapprove of me. I love when random people stare for no fucking reason.
BECAUSE I DONT NEED YOUR FUCKING APPROVAL.
You don’t like that I have piercings?
You don’t like that I have tattoos?
You don’t like that I’m holding a girls hand?
Well you know what? Go fuck yourself because I don’t give a fuck.
About how lonely I am.
Where do I go from here?
What if I make another mistake?