#deep faggotry

I felt like my own life was twisting and rushing just out of my grasp. I was waiting for something to drop like a mile-long boulder on top of me or on top of my life. I wanted a radical shift to occur so I could have a few minutes' peace or experience the silencing of my brain. I wanted to be another person living a quiet farm life in a foreign culture. I wanted to wake up and find that I was five years old and my parents and neighbors would say "My, my, what an imagination." I wanted to be physically erased and start over again. I didn't want to be here. I guess I wanted to be nowhere, I wanted to listen to my brain talk inside of nothingness. I wanted to be untouchable and have no need.

you say that you’ve “never had a moment when a diva saved my life”