I never knew junior life is going to be this busy. Projects, homeworks, deadlines, etc. All these and I’m still wondering how I have survived the past two months. From the sleepless nights to endless examinations. Stress made its way to me. Maybe that’s the reason why sometimes my mood is off. Or why I shut off people. Because I don’t want to be reminded of the other responsibilities and priorities that I should do. And I’m afraid that if I talk to them, all I’m going to say is how shitty I have been. I feel empty.
But you. You always make me smile. Even if sometimes you admit that it’s hard for you to make me laugh, still, all efforts are appreciated. You buy me food whenever I forget to eat my lunch, or when I don’t have time because I’m busy. You carry my things, because you know how heavy it is. You let me sleep even if we were supposed to do something productive. You are proud of me. You always send me ‘good morning’ texts, reminding me that I should eat my breakfast and I should be careful going to school. Or your messages before we go to sleep. You always remind me how much you love me. And I, will always be thankful for what you do for me. I admit I’m not that easy to handle, still you carry me like I’m a porcelain doll. As if I’m fragile and you’re afraid that I might break. You’re always patient around me. AND ADMIT IT YOU CAN’T RESIST MY CUTENESS. Haha! Words aren’t enough to describe how thankful I am. It was unexpected, a whirlwind. I know that I’m not the type to express my feelings. But I’m trying, for you. For us. We’ll never know what the future may bring. All I can say is that we’re going to face the hardships as a team. You and I, right? Ngochi and Panchi, <3
Seriously can’t wait. Why can’t it come out in the UK sooner?!
Because when I was 13 years old, I was sent home for my tank top straps being a little too thin, but a boy could wear a Cool Story babe, Go Make Me A Sandwich shirt and not be looked at twice.
Because when I was 17 and I told a guy “No” and the next day the word tease was painted on my locker.
Because when I was 18 and just wanted to be friends, I was a bitch.
Because I feel the need to say “I have a boyfriend” instead of “No” because guys respect other men more than they would ever respect me.
Because society screams “don’t get raped” instead of “don’t rape”
Because I am scared to walk alone at 10 PM
Because being beautiful is the most important thing I’ll ever do.
Because when I wear my favorite skirt “I’m asking for it”
Because the song Blurred Lines exists
Because no means no no matter how you fucking spin it
Because a girl was drugged and raped with a beer bottle, and the boys who did it are out on bail.
Because I owe you nothing
Because pepper spray is a gift I receive yearly.
Because I am asked if I have a boyfriend more than I am asked about my mental health
Because my clothes say more about my consent then my mouth does.
Because the wage gap exists
Because “not all men are like that” is said way too often
Because I feel the need to say “I’m not a feminist but…”
Because I’m writing this fucking piece
When you ask why I’m angry? (via brennanat
She puts her hands on either side of my face, and the room falls away. I have never gotten so lost in a kiss before.
And then, the space between us explodes. My heart keeps missing beats and my hands cannot bring her close enough to me. I taste her and realize I have been starving.
I have loved before, but it didn’t feel like this.
I have kissed before, but it didn’t burn me alive.
Maybe it lasts a minute, and maybe it’s an hour. All I know is that kiss, and how soft her skin is when it brushes against mine, and that even if I did not know it until now, I have been waiting for this person forever.
Sing You Home (Jodi Picoult)