P: I love panic at the disco
Me : Me to btw I’m bisexual
P:Oh that’s ok
Me: Ok well Brendan Urie is mine
P: Yes Queen bi people rock be you
- support system

My heart is fragile like glass
Even though I pretend it’s made of steel
Even though I pretend that it’s not breaking
My heart is fragile like glass

How did I make your verbal abuse seem ok

Your such a pervert stop following me
You smell disgusting
I think you never shower
I don’t even find you to be attractive
your weird and I find your obsession with girls to be alarming
Your nothing ******
Your a stalker and a creep not a lady man

I was 11 and underweight
My self esteem low and sensitivity high
He was a grade lower than me but the sane age he was held back
He touched my **** and I winced
Is this ****** assault it only happened one day
One time
Am I supposed to call this ****** harassment
Am I being overdramatic
Or are girls with depression an easy target

Oh no it’s happening you like boys and girls
God needs to heal you
God created woman to like men and men to like woman
How dare you be half gay that’s insane
You must be the normal straight kid
The mentally stable kid
The smart kid
A good catholic kid
A girly girl unlike your transgender sister
You must be perfect
But I’m not a doll
A toy to play with
I’m a perso to
And during pride mounth I’ll rise my flag

I love black and I love pink
I’m bisexual and I love both genders
I’m either euphoric or depressed
I’m either impulsive or indecisive
I’m either to nice of to snippy
I talk way to fast or slow
My emotions come in extreams