To the crazy ones, who fill my life with absurdity --
To the stable ones, whose lives I wish to emulate --
To the foreigners, whose experience I live vicariously through --
To the potheads, who giggle constantly but only give love --
To the drinking buddies, whose never ending screams of "OH MY GOD! LET'S DO SHOTS!" mean more to me than anything else, especially when I'm lonely --
To the scared ones, who think I'm still crumbling but have started to see me come back together --
To the intellectuals, whose respect for my intelligence makes me feel good about myself --
To the hippies and the hipsters, who just make me feel cool --
To the pretty ones, who, ostensibly, are just there to make me feel pretty, too, but really have shown me more love than anyone else --
To the partiers, who were there in darkness and still talk to me --
To the penpals, whose letters make my day complete --
To the straight ones, who help me find balance in my otherwise overly gay life --
To my family members, who are better friends than I could have ever hoped for --
To the distant ones, whom I'm terrified to say I wish they would write more for fear of them thinking I'm depressed again --
To the lost ones, who need to know that I still love them and think of them daily --
To the work buddies, who make my nights go round --
To the drag queens, whose drunken antics make me laugh --
To the bartenders, who know how to make my drinks just right --
To the alpha (fe)males, who think they can control the direction of the night but really want to just laugh at our antics --
To all the users and the losers, who have taught me more than everyone else listed above --
To all the sometimes and fair weather friends, who pop up at just the right times --
To the people who answer my phone calls and texts, and the people that no longer do --
To my ex's -- boyfriends, sex partners, and others -- who began my education on how to be gay, and good at it --
To my crushes, especially those who crush back, who make me giggly inside --
To my bosses, whose capability at forgiveness seems to know no bounds --
To the people who have rightly rejected me, who don't understand that I understand --
To the people who have lovingly accepted me, who don't understand how much that means --
To my readers, who don't ever understand what the fuck I'm talking about but somehow keep coming back --
And, of course, to the rest of you whose lessons and stories are yet to be told --
iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyou
iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyou
iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyou
iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyou
iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyou
iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyou
My heart is filled today, and I wanted to share it with everyone.
That is all.
Much love.
iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouilovey
iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouilovey
iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouilovey
iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouilovey
My heart is filled today, and I wanted to share it with everyone.
That is all.
Much love.
1 comment:
ahhh. That is so sweet. I love it!
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