I yearn to be loved so much; just as much as I’d love back. I crave for love more than anything in any form.

Friendship betrayals are insanely difficult. I do not understand them & never will. They always happen, even after I said I’d know it if they do it. Dreams are never false, I am marked for sorrow at this point.

Sapphism is not so fun anymore when you long. Alas, I will keep my yearning and pining to my wax tablet and stylus.