my dead end job will get me nowhere in life... but it's the only thing holding my life together right now.

I was kidnapped, tortured and terrorized for hours. I forgave my attacker so i could move on with my life. But sometimes when I'm all alone I still cry.

I am hurt not only by the fact that you hurt me, but for the fact you promised me you wouldn't.

I said I'm Polyamrous only because I'm addicted to sex.

He is the only boy that has never asked me to change. And I love him for that.