Earliest memories...

I've always looked up to my mom, so much...

Yesterday my friend (who doesn't know of my struggles with dysphoria) asked me, "Why are you walking like a boy?" I was a bit taken aback, and really complemented at the same time. Because I really wasn't trying to, I just naturally came o…

When I'm with you, I stay true to myself. With you... I feel right. When your hand is squeezing mine, I can find the sun in the night. I could write a thousand poems, And spend the rest of my life thinking about you, Because you are my hom…

This love is something intangible: As the threads of the universe It is sensed without senses. To love from the deepest crevice... My strongest weakness, My darkest secret. The feeling's convoluted-- A fear that's rooted In chastise and ex…

I just don't know what to do anymore. I can see love in the eye of the storm, But I could be capsized-- and drowned in the sea-- Before that love could ever reach me. I just can't tell if I'm already submerged-- If the crashing waves have …

Yukine and Yato I didn't steal the board, I promise! xD Tattoo: Snow

Doing things for attention? What the fuck no. I just want help. That's all I want: save me from myself. Please,

I had a shit-blown panic attack tonight and after skating around at 4 AM trying to recover I decided to sit down to write the thoughts that ended up settling.

I really wish there were just two of me. And I could feel myself in whichever one I wanted to at any moment. Hey, why not: one me would be a guy, and one would be a girl. The guy me would just chillax at home and skate, and chat with mah h…

These dastardly things to these bastards we'll do Push them to go faster until they can't move

Wishing on that star Which crashes into walls It's beating up my heart It's coveting my fall If this is not enough There's nothing left at all Four sides of conflict Where I had once stood tall And now all this wishing Has forced me down t…

When the moon thinks she can be as bright as the sun’s luminescence-- Where cats play with small objects Imagining real rodents-- Who dances in the dark field For an invisible audience-- How wind pushes blades and dust To void, or persuade…

Life could be so different already. I could be living in such a different world. The choices I've made until now... Are they really getting me to the best outcome? If I had the power of save and load, I could go back and pick a different b…