I constantly go back to the days where I could just lay in your arms in complete silence and feel so safe. When we could look at each other and just be content with the fact that in that moment it was just us. I miss you. I miss holding your hand and having your thumb trace circles around mine. I miss…

We’re all searching for something that will fill the hole in our hearts, something that makes us happy. People use drugs, music, sports, pain, sex, faith, to fill this “hole”. We really use just about anything that will make us feel something.

Life is all about labels, whether you’re popular- liked or admired by many people, a geek- an unfashionable or socially inept person, a nerd- a foolish or contemptible person who lacks social skills or is boringly studious, a slut- a woman who has many casual sexual partners, or maybe, you’re just the…