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Love, Courage, and Other Foreign Concepts

Love, Courage, and Other Foreign Concepts

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My Chemical Romance
Hi, I'm me. I'm just a lame-o figuring out what I'm going to eventually be. Anyone who doesn't know every single word and the guitar solos to Don't Stop Believin' probably shouldn't read this. I'm a grammar nazi, a music nerd, an internet fanatic, a cat person, and a secret romantic. That being said, I also have cuts on my arms and an anxiety attack about once a week! Shit, that got dark. Story of my life (NOT by 1D, ew). I like my men how I like my women. That's it. That's the entire joke. I'm bisexual. I saw that on a tee shirt and thought I'd share it with you. Okay, but High School Musical. Amirite? Amirite? Probably not. That's the description. That's all. There's no more. I promise (I'm Not Okay [I Promise] by My Chemical Romance). Open the actual book for more pointless blabbing! Love you kids, 🐝🖤
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My life in ruins, this is where I'm at currently. I was living a lie, lying to people and most importantly to myself. You can act straight all you want, you can try to convince yourself that, but no matter how hard you try. The truth is always revealed. What did I do? I stroked her face, and told her she was still beautiful, then I bent down and kissed her. One of those soft, yet deep, gut wrenching, I'll always love you, but I have to let you go, goodbye kisses. Then I rested my forehead on hers and closed my eyes. I saw the past that we had, all of the memories we had together, I took them in, I felt the feelings again, I processed them. Then I saw the dreams that we dreamed for our future, I saw all of our plans that we made, I felt them, I felt the pain of what would never be, and then I released it all. I didn't realize I was sobbing until I felt her hand graze over the tears. I opened my eyes, blinked away the tears I had left, and smiled. She returned my smile. We knew at that point that no matter what happened, we would be ok.............. This is my struggle, this is my journey. Join me for the ride, but make sure you wear your helmet.

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