that girl
Im the girl the one i see which is me this is heartbreaking.The girl crying over her dead moms body while wanting to see,love,touch,know the goddess that is infront of me.How can I love her when I'm a girl.How can I love her when this will bring my family shame,pain, heartbreak. How can I not be straigh.How can this be my identity.Will my family still love me with my new identity.Can I deny myself my identity to be liked and loved by others.What about the others that have...