he was the most important thing to me. I’m ashamed of myself because I keep wishing it was my mom instead.
Dear Great-Uncle Wayne I wanted to let you know, I’m sorry. I’m sorry you were disowned from our family because you were gay. I’m sorry that you were alone in your fight against AIDS. Most people in our family don’t even know you exited. You died long before I was born, but for what it’s […]
I am ashamed of my faith in god…. because my sister is an atheist
Despite how much tolerance my parents tried to teach me when I was younger, I still feel sick when I see my dad dressed in drag.
I copy other people’s art to impress my friends and family in hopes that if I copy enough, I’ll gain the talent and be able to draw creative things freehand, from my OWN mind.
Deep inside I still blame my mother For the horrible things that happened to my family