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Dear family

Learn who i am before you shoot me down.

God life just sucks right. Please I can't be the only one sitting in my room crying because its 3am and no one is awake. Hi um I'm Mol- Moxie. Moxie that's my name now, not Molly. Who am I, I didn't even realise that I didn't know who I was 'till a year ago. I used to have my whole life planed out, go to law school, marry some guy, have children, and then die. But now, now I have no fucking clue. No damn clue. And because I have no one to talk to. I can't to talk to my friends, they're to busy, I can't talk to my parents they'll say 'oh no Moxie grow up stop lying.' But no dad I'm not lying about my feelings, I don't understand how I've asked you about going to new Orleans to go see a pride parade, about how I want a rainbow shirt from hot topic, about how I really like this one non-binry, how I like having my hair short, how I like being called Moxie and not Molly. God why don't you get it I'm not this perfect little child who becomes a lawyer and Marry some guy. No that not who I am. Who I am is a person not a girl, a PERSON who wants to be an actor and marry this one person who is the most perfect person out there for me. So you know what I am Moxie Luna White not Molly Catherine Cooper understand.

                                             —《Moxie》 

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