My internet diary. I've been known as many things before, but for this facet of my online persona, I will be Bug.
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7/5/2020
Dear internet diary, I came out as pan to my mother today. No hard feelings. She said she already knew i was some flavor of gay. Nothing else has really happened.
Stay safe,
Bug
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7/3/2020
Dear internet diary, today was another day. For the last few weeks, Coconut and I’ve been planning for me to go up (she lives two hours north of me) and stay for a few days. It’s not going to happen. Mother has decided that instead of going to stay with our grandmother at the and of the month, my brother, sister, and I are going to goin about a week, leaving us barely time do pack our rooms, let alone visit… I’m faltering here. Friends? Ah, well. My point is, it’s not happening. Coconut’s been looking forward to it for so long. I have too, but they’re more important. I hope they still talk to me after I move eleven hours away. God, what if they think it’s too far? They distance themself from me? Would they even do that? I don’t think so.
Bug
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7/2/2020
Dear internet diary, this probably isn't a good idea. Having my life on display, I mean. But I can pretend it's a fic I’m writing, so I may be more comfy with the thought. Anyway, it was really warm out today, not like it will be once we move (farther south), but much too warm to stand out in the sun painting cabinets. In sweats, if you don't my complaining. I talked to mother today (I really try to avoid it) and I may be getting a therapist soon. That would be nice. I don't really remember anything else from today. I barely packed this morning. I haven't talked to, well, let me think of a fake name for them. Hm. Coconut? Yeah, that sounds good. Actually, I started talking to them when I was thinking of a name, so I suppose my previous statement is null. Coconut is my only friend. Thats the first time ive put that concept into words, and it's sad. But it's really true. Coconut is my only friend and I'm in love with them. Ah, well. I'm only wearing one sock, and my other foot is cold, so I must go.
Love and well-wishes,
Bug
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