I was scared lose you. I was scared other girls were going to fall in love with you and see what I saw in you. Freighted that the boy I loved so much would soon realize there is someone else out there that is better than me.
For 27 years of my life I lived on my terms and conditions, was loved by everybody. I was my mom’s lifeline, my dad’s princess, my siblings’ confidante, a little angel, a punching bag and what not; until one fine day, I was married off and my life took a drastic turn.
We never even kissed. I wonder if you are just the same today. I will probably never know.
I miss you. So bad. And all I know is that you are actually a stranger to me, and that we are not supposed to fall for people we don’t know.
Every night I sit alone. As the rest of the world settles down at the table with family and friends, my need for food or comfort was relinquished long ago.
Hymnster- A devout Jesus loving Hipster, by our definition.
I was unhappy, and so was she.
There are so many women who have been assaulted and have nowhere to go, no one to talk to. Even my therapist says, “well it happened, but don’t let it ruin your life.” There is no compassion for women.
Peeing after sex is also a good habit to have. It helps prevent yeast infections.
I’ve long gone quiet as members of my Party are painted as racists, bigots, and terrible people. It wasn’t enough that the silent majority showed up on Election Day and blew your minds to say “we’re here, we’re relevant”, the Republican personality is still constantly under fire.