Just a poem about my relationship with time

Short poem about how I have to stop geeking out about NYC Comic Con tomorrow and go to school

Poem about seeing Woolly Bears cross the street today for whatever reason

School is pain, but work makes me feel like I’m something

Being mostly closeted is terrible, especially if you came out to your mom only for her to pull some crazy ass “love the sinner not the sin” bs

Retrospective thoughts about my old straight friends

I’ve been having writer’s block partnered with stress-induced insomnia from my first week of school. This, I guess was a product of that.

Summer kicked my ass. I think this was genuinely the worse summer of my life because it became impossible to write anything through my pain. Some of the closest friends I ever had have drifted away fr...

This is about the emptiness in reality I feel and safety and freedom I have in my own mind

*a lesbian atheist goes to an Easter Sunday church service*

I’ve been wishing to go back to the cozy moments in my past lately. I guess I’ve been craving a child-like sense of security.

Weird thing I came up with while watching anime

Something I wrote a couple months ago