Oh, boy.

I’m not fine. I’m pissed and I’m shaking and I’m anxious and I can see her with you and I just can’t do that. Now I think of her whenever you get a call. I want to see you, but I don’t, and when I do, I don’t know how to act. I push you out, and you stay out, and you don’t try to come in, because you don’t need to. She would need you to, and you would for her, but I push you out and you walk away. But in what happened, who is the villain here?

I don’t need a boyfriend. I need a best friend. I need a confidant.

I need to stop writing half of this letter in my head.

You were there when I needed your help. I’ve read and re-blogged and had many good times.

You were there for me, you helped me through a lot of times.

It’s because of you that I can now move on.

So thank you :)

And who knows? I may end up needing you again.

hedwigthefeminist:

I hope as many of you possible today remain safe. I admire your courage to fight for the freedoms you deserve. So many of us are too afraid to fight for that, and so many of you are fighting for that today. I wish I could do something to help you directly, but as of today I will keep you in my mind and heart, stay updated on your struggle, and hope for your safety. Rock on, brave brothers and sisters.