have u ever had a depersonalization moment when you look at yourself in the mirror and think wow this person is me and i have this body and this life and everything feels so strange why am i me and not someone else
"I met my wife at a Star Trek convention. She was study abroad from France and spoke little English, and I didn’t know a lick of French. So, for the first few months of our relationship, we communicated by speaking Klingon."
The Same Page →
I do not have an eraser, and no one ever taught me to turn the page. My life is a series of tragedies, hand penned, one on top of the other so every consecutive one becomes uglier and makes less sense. It is so ugly now. The mass of hurtings that barricade themselves on my page are thoughtless…
I’m sick of people wrongly defining bisexuality. It’s not ‘attraction to both men and women’ it’s about being attracted to ‘bi’ things like bicycles, binoculars, bilinguals and binary coding smh
So glad someone finally cleared this up.