the fucking worst is when people are like “you hate people for having a different opinion than you!!!!” like im not shitting on this guy because he thinks pistachio ice cream is gross im shitting on him because he actually believes that i and people like me dont deserve basic human rights and respect and safety
bring me a bouquet of promises, wound up into delicate wrapped petals so that i can believe they will blosom some day and be real.
tell me that you’ll always be there, even when I know you’ll eventually be there less and less until you barely know my name and i’m still whispering yours to strangers and pretending you were barely on my mind tonight.
file away the experiences that involved both of us, because keeping them current is wasting room for your future, even if it’s still hard for me to even think about.