I only have 2 more days and then it’ll finally be summer. It’s been a long year with lots of obstacles along the way, but I survived. Now I just have to get through two more years….
Spain, definitely- for the culture, food, and language.
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried…
When you spend your life
having the world tell you
you’re not good enough
smart enough
pretty enough
enough for anything
it’s impossible
to move past
that self doubt
self worthlessness
self loathing
trying to believe
the words that you say
but I’m still terrified
that the smoke may clear
from your sparkling eyes
one day

