Shakespeare: Sonnet 116

Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no; it is an ever-fixed mark,  That looks on tempests, and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although…

Losing my religion…

"I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do." (Romans 7, vs 15) That resonates with me. I chase after boys who do not love me, and never will. I use jealousy as a way to keep them interested, and when that…