i cant do this anymore I’m so stressed I might vomit
8, 12, 17, 24, 26, 28, 34, 37, 42
8: Honestly, has anyone seen you in your underwear in the past 3 months? Ya
12: Have you pretended to like someone? Idg this question idek the answer yes? no? idk?
17: Have you ever cried from being so mad? That’s usually why I cry
24: Are you good at hiding your feelings? I don’t really try to hide them so idk
26: Who did you last share a bed with? Rachel I think
28: What is something you currently want right now? For someone at my college to give me a fucking answer about whether or not I can graduate in May
34: Have you ever wanted to tell someone something but didn’t? Yeah rn
37: What is wrong with you right now? My school fuckin sucks, some chick backed into my car so I have to deal with getting it repaired, and I have to get more eye surgery.
42: Where did you get the shirt/sweatshirt you’re wearing? I’m not wearing clothes goodnight cruel world
1: What would you name your future daughter?
2: Do you miss anyone?
3: What if I told you that you were pretty?
4: Ever been told “it’s not you, it’s me”?
5: What are you looking forward to in the next week?
6: Did you go out or stay in last night?
7: How late did you stay up last night?
8: Honestly, has anyone seen you in your underwear in the past 3 months?
9: What were you doing at 12:30 this afternoon?
10: Have you ever told somebody you loved them and not actually meant it?
11: Could you go for the rest of your life without drinking alcohol?
12: Have you pretended to like someone?
13: Could you go the rest of your life without smoking a cigarette?
14: Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?
15: Is it hard for you to get over someone?
16: Think back five months ago, were you single?
17: Have you ever cried from being so mad?
18: Hold hands with anyone this week?
19: Did your last kiss take place in/on a bed?
20: Who did you last see in person?
21: What is the last thing you said out lot?
22: Have you kissed three or more people in one night?
23: Have you ever been to Paris?
24: Are you good at hiding your feelings?
25: Do you use chap stick?
26: Who did you last share a bed with?
27: Are you listening to music right now?
28: What is something you currently want right now?
29: Were your last three kisses from the same person?
30: How is your heart lately?
31: Do you wear the hood on your hoodie?
32: When was the last time a member of the opposite sex hugged you?
33: What do people call you?
34: Have you ever wanted to tell someone something but didn’t?
35: Are there any stressful situations in your life?
36: What are you listening to right now?
37: What is wrong with you right now?
38: Love really is a beautiful thing huh?
39: Do you make wishes at 11:11?
40: What is on your wrists right now?
41: Are you single/taken/heartbroken/confused/waiting for the unexpected?
42: Where did you get the shirt/sweatshirt you’re wearing?
43: Have you ever regretted kissing someone?
44: Have you hugged someone within the last week?
45: Have you kissed anyone in the last five days?
46: What were you doing at midnight last night?
47: Do you miss the way things were six months ago?
48: Would you rather sleep with someone else or alone?
49: Have you ever been to New York?
50: Think of the last person who said I love you, do you think they meant it?❞
what is your major?
I spent two years of my life hopping from red X to red X on a calendar
Impatiently awaiting the next time I’d roll my suitcase through terminal B
Boarding pass in one hand and Rosetta Stone in the other, I always came prepared.
For my lover spoke a language entirely his own.
But this, this did not stop me
For I am known for my studious nature.
With index cards, dictionaries, highlighters strewn across the floor
I put my eager mind to work
Because although we both could agree that the magnetism between his chest and my own
Could be defined as “love”
What I’d call “lover” to him was simply “friend.”
Nonetheless, with arms outstretched he would await me
With an embrace like a lightning bolt
And instantaneously I was transported to my Neverland,
Sticking pushpins into a map marking all the places we went,
All the people we met.
It is by his side that I discovered what it meant to be a child again
For when you’re a child, the world is a utopia filled with awe-inspiring phenomena,
Moments slur into one another and your companions tower over you.
They protect you.
You hold an immunity under their shadow.
And I held an immunity under his shadow,
So I convinced myself that it did not matter what he called it.
Overflowing with a recyclable adoration, giddy with the sensation,
Skin buzzing with an appreciation for the world I had been taking for granted,
I threw linguistic convention to the wind and let our bodies do the talking.
And yet despite this, my lover’s language was a remarkably vivid one.
Riddled with promises, laced with whimsical disbelief.
Little treasures would escape his lips effortlessly
as though a simpler truth had never been uttered.
And I would hope that all of my tools for translation were sound.
But despite his words, the sand still slinks through the hourglass
And I know it is only a matter of time.
In my lover’s language, I guess there is no word for goodbye.
Only white space, silence, missed calls, unreturned correspondence.
‘Goodbye’ was the deflating faith in a love that once filled my apartment.
I learned that my lover’s language speaks with silence.
And the illustrious vernacular that came with love morphed only to a void in it’s absence.
The language he speaks is not concerned with providing answers.
No one has seen me more vulnerable than airport security
They see my exchanges,
They smile sympathetically.
They pretend not to see my tear-stained cheeks and I always wish I could thank them.
I never do.
Heart seeping through the cracks between my fingers,
I warily cup my only carry-on item.
I land. I head home.
Hands stained and suitcase lighter.
I turn on the faucet and let the steam fill the room.
I lay my face against the cool tile.
And even I know there are no words for this.
what about not-white, bi boys?
You might be allowed if ur exceptionally cute hmu
Done fucking white boys forever literally done
My goal this winter break honestly is to swoop in and steal all the boys’ chix