For what it's worth

A year ago, I was in a really bad place trying to just live my life. I was a kid back then. And I kind of lingered around this place, letting a piece of my mind slip into someone else's. Bad place, but not really. I mean, looking back, it wasn't even a fraction of how things are for me now. And again, it had only been a year.

I now know how it is to fall in love and crash and break and love and crash and break. I now know that I love girls and that I am in love with a girl. My Sophia. And things may be rocky for us, but I don't mind being with her forever.

And finally, I found my people who would look at me with no judgement. My boy friends. I never had a boy friend before. But they are the best ones. They are just innately good people. And I love them for that.

I am now past my kid stage. I am now a working almost adult. Was pressured to grow 2 years older than my actual age. Struggling school along side with that. Making decisions that are either far-fetched or too far-fetched. Clanking with loud noises of reality, now resounding louder as our country fucked up magnificently.

Thank goodness I have my friends.

My birthday's coming up in two weeks, I never had a party I set up for myself and had friends over. And I am just excited to have that. I wish by then, Daphne will speak to me again. I mean, she deserves the cold shoulder, she's a grown ass woman. She got this.

As for me, I'm still fucked, but I'm just happy that somehow I'm breathing. Just kind of hardly.