Things people don’t get to choose:
- Sexual Orientation
- Gender Identity
- Mental Illnesses
Things people do get to choose
- To be an ignorant bitch-faced asshole to people because of things they have no control over
You know what kills me? The fact that I can’t tell my mum how much I miss her, how much I sometimes miss home, and how much I wish I could talk to her about my feelings. Because I can’t or it would end up being about if I hadn’t moved in with Jess none if this would have happened. We’ve had weekly phone calls since I moved in with Jess bit we stay on “safe” subjects for the 20/30 minutes that the call lasts, which means anything except how both of us are feeling. It makes me want to rip my fucking brain out. Fuck everything.
I know it’s just a drawing, but