I just had a guy call me both "easy" and "sluty" because I chose to have *** with someone while I was single.


So...basically, to him, you're ***** if you sleep with someone and also equally as ***** if you don't.

It's 2017..
I don't know, it's just sad.

"HeWillNotDivideUs"

If you feel like telling someone you love them, please do it

If you feel like visiting a friend, please do it

If you feel like calling your mom or dad, please do it

Never wait for an opportunity, find them, because reality is we never have tomorrow.

It hurts me that I'll always have this soft spot for you, I'm mad at myself for letting it go that far.

However, I'm more upset at you for knowing that and taking advantage.

It's funny because I know what I want I just don't know how to get it

The only downfall to music is the places it takes you.

...I thought I was over you, then your favorite song came on.

I love music, and I don't just mean I like listening to it. I love music in a different way than I've loved anything else in my life. I don't love music like I love breathing or eating. Music is apart of me. Music is a part of my identity. I feel as though whenever my writing is at a weak point I can simply use music and feel like every word I ever wanted to say is being shouted in the perfect audience's face. I love music, music makes me feel free. Free of my anxieties, free of my waves of sadness, confusion, music is there for me even when I'm too stubborn to let it in.