Just an average boy. One who has dreams, and goals. I am pansexual. Diagnosed with Schizoaffective Bipolar subtype... Express yourself here. Tell your story.
Don't let yourself be your worst enemy.
This blog is merely for my recovery. and I find myself on a brighter note than I have ever been.
I am open to helping others by the way.C:
Do you not understand the fact that i need a break every two hours so i can rehydrate and maintain my blood sugar? Almost passed the fuck out again… i swear to god.
instead of crying over you I might just kiss her lips and ignore the fact that they aren’t yours.
instead of calling you I guess i’ll just lay my thoughts down here on this bed where we use to lay together.
instead of texting you I suppose i’ll just taste the different alcohol that my parents hid until I find one that tastes like you.
instead of showing up at your door I will probably run away until I realize that I can’t run from your smile.
instead of hating you I will tell you that you were the most precious thing that I ever let go, but you let go first.
Everything in life is going according to plan, but yet i still feel so doubtful.