I finally get it.
I finally get why my friends tell me not to die.
Its because they love me.
I know it seems obvious, but this JUST fucking hit me.
I love my friends. So much. I trust them and i live them with my entire being.
If any of them were to die, i would be devastated. THINKING about it makes me cry.
... is this how they feel too?
Do they love me as much as i love them?
Right now i think they do.
They would feel just as horrible if i died as i would feel if they died.
I finally understand.
I DO make people happy...
And now i can't stop crying.
I finally fucking get it.
YOU ARE READING
Gender fluid Diaries
RandomBasically just my life being Gender fluid. Idk. I was bored and tired. Might delete this later. Mostly a rant book, honestly. Impressive Ranks: 69 in Genderfluid 28 in Genderfluid 175 in queer 118 in Diary
