I had weird dreams these days, they confuse me. I dreamed a girl with two heads, up and down, like a two-sided pencil. With her "double" minds she has "double" identity and can switch back and forth. She fell in love with someone but only "half" of her agrees to marry her. She was talking to her mother and that's when my perspective changes – I see what she sees, I was her for a while. Her mother hugged her(or me) and she told me that to marry someone is to dance with happiness until you leave this world, we were both in tears. And then I woke up, I wrote all I can remember right away. Blinked my eyes and they were dry, I wasn't really crying; however I could still feel the warmth from the hug. I then realized how much my mother means to me. She's my mother, and I crave for her love. She's more important to me than I could imagine. I don't remember much about the dream before this one. I only know I was swimming(I didn't pee
Conform to the standard makes you invisible, invincible, or just more fragile ? I'm sick of hiding, coming out is nowhere to be reached. I'm not wrong, no one is. However to be free is currently not an option and I can only go on toward a dull future, my future. My friend was in the bottom of the bottle three days ago because his mother is going to cut him out for being trans. I don't understand Why people use their love as a ransom to hurt their kids, why would love be conditional in the first place? I thought parents love their children, I thought my parents love me; until I was woken by his family story and a boy shot by his very own father because he's homosexual. I left and I won't come back, mother; it's not that I don't love you yet you can't help me to find myself. I ought to be alone on my way home – any home accepts me being different, someone other than you. I'm sorry, but I promise I still love you, my dear parents. I will alway