I know I’m not the most beautiful girl, but I have a good heart.

I know I’m not the smartest one, but I’ll use creativity and improvise.

I know I’m not the funniest person, but I’ll find a way to make you laugh.

I know I’m not the best artist, but I’d spend all day trying to draw you.

I know I’m not the best guitarist, but I’d still write a song and sing to you.

I know I’m not the best at anything, but one thing I can promise is to do my best.

And I deserve someone who will do the same for me.

And so does everyone else.

Never settle for less.

If there were ever a reason for me being a lesbian, (whichthere’snotbecauseIcameoutthevagwantingvag), it would be this guy that I dated in high school as a cover up. 

The moral of this story is that boobs are cool.

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I hate when people get into relationships and stop talking to their friends. If there is that much lack of trust that you can’t even talk to friends, then what’s the point of even being in a relationship?

I was doing so well…. I was doing so well…. I was doing so well…. And then….it all just came rushing back. Just block it out. Just block it out. Sleep? Sleeeeeep~

Today has been the best day I’ve had in awhile.

I feel really really good about pretty much every aspect of my life right now.

These past three years have been the hardest of life. I came to terms with my sexuality, been depressed, started being myself, graduated from high school, got into a massive car wreck that could have been fatal, lost my father, started college, started playing guitar/piano and writing music, got through some tough break ups, started to get more physically fit, learned more than I could ever put into words. I’ve had so many life changing events happen recently and it has only made me a stronger person. I’ve learned that you never lose in life unless you give up. If you fail at something then you learn from it so you never really fail. You just continue to grow and become a stronger person. You figure out who your true friends and family are not by last names or words, but actions. Growing up is difficult, but I feel as if I need to pull some things back from my past into my future to make it even better. All of the good things like old friends, fun old games, music, ideas. My past is a constant reminder of how to make my future better and brighter. It inspires me to better myself further and to kick the world in the face with nothing but positivity and my 100% best. :)

It just sucks. When it’s finally done, though, it’s awesome. Bittersweet. So much on my mind. Someone on my mind.. And you’d never guess who in a million years. Off to bed. Now. :)

It’s not something I can help.

It’s not something I can fight.

I tried to, but I was only lying to myself.

I didn’t choose it.

Why would someone choose to be gay?

It’s another reason for people to make hateful comments. It’s something that most people don’t understand. People have so many misconceptions about the subject in its entirety that it’s just sad. The majority of people that actually know of my sexuality always make the same comments. Usually it’s “I couldn’t tell when I first met you.” And why is it that they say this? Well, it’s because they have this mindset that when a girl is a lesbian they have to be all big and bulky, wear a dirty hat and a plaid shirt. (Which I’ll admit, most of the ones I’ve seen down here do fit that stereotype.) Or that they only like girls that look like guys, and I don’t fit into either of those. I like women because they’re emotional creatures and just beautiful to the core in my opinion. They’re capable of loving in ways that men simply can not. And I like girls that actually look, act, and dress like girls. A sense of fashion is highly attractive and most men lack that, but I digress. Another comment, and this mainly comes from guys that try to pick me up is, “Have you ever been with a guy? Slept with a guy? You don’t know what you’re missing. Get with me and it’ll all change and you’ll be straight.” 

Not how it works. I’ll be honest, I’ve had boyfriends in the past before I came to the realization that I was gay, but I never did go all the way. The desire just isn’t there. When guys make that comment I usually want to say, “Well how do you know that you’re straight? Have you ever slept with another man? No? Then how do you know.” Basically, if the thought repulses them like it does me, then they don’t actually have to try it to know it. They just know it and so do I. Another big argument is the whole religious factor. Now, while I claim no religious background, I do believe that there is a god and that he is one of great compassion and forgiveness. People personify God as this hateful person that has no mercy on beings that he created himself. Like people say that gays go to Hell and I don’t believe that at all. God made me the way I am. I was born as a girl that likes girls and I know that I wouldn’t go to Hell for that. You know, with people that killed other people and robbed banks and stuff? Then you see me sitting there beside them for loving someone? See how that makes absolutely no sense at all?

Exactly.

I believe that people are entitled to their own opinions on the subject, but realistically what does it matter? Obviously, people can’t tell that I’m gay just by looking at me and I really don’t flaunt it anymore than straight people do. So if someone asks me I’m honest, but usually I’m pretty don’t ask don’t tell unless it’s brought up because to me it’s personal. I respect the opinions of others, but some people are honestly just being closed minded. And if people don’t open their mind to new ideas and at least hear out the beliefs of others, then they stop evolving. They become set in their ways.

Just something to think about…