Sharia-Victims

All she ever wanted was to a part of a beautiful dream. But each night is filled with nightmares and she's the one who's making them scream. Scream for their lives. Scream for their death. Scream for the sins that they think they have committed. But this isn't purgatory; its her own sick pleasure. As the liquid filled coughs fill the air she forgot why she was laughing in the first place. (But it sounds so beautiful, I don't want it to stop.) ------ All he ever wanted to do is tear apart beautiful dreams. But each night is so peaceful and he's the one making them so serene. They come to him to escape the reality that has become more

Dear John, Sometimes, I wish the world wasn't as blind as our love. Sometimes, I wish the world was as knowledgeable as our love. Sometimes, I wish the world was as understanding as our love. Sometimes, I wish the world was as nice as our love. Sometimes, I wish the world wasn't offended by our love. Sometimes, I wish the world didn't hate our love. But other times, I remember that we aren't alone, that not everyone hates us, that some accept us, and some love us. I guess most of the time, I wish the world loved our love, but the fact is, our love, is all we need. Love jack. P.s.  Don't be a hater, be a lover! Also I'm bi and I'm