some days i feel overwhelming grief for the fact that i never got to be a teenaged girl
i should have been an awkward tomboy slowly figuring out she's a lesbain and crushing on my best friend but instead i was crushed into nothing by feelings i couldn't even point to
it's so fucking unfair
i cannot forget that everything led to where i am now, im happy now, im who im meant to be.
but every day i mourn the girl that never got to live, she deserved more.
















