I’ll post it up later on c:

Knowing I look like something different to what I am…

Knowing I have no way of being what I long to be..

It makes me want to cry! I found someone… I call him Bear.. For obvious reasons… He has shown me happiness I never knew existed.

I feel like i’m stuck in a dream, that i will never be able to wake up from… I want to unzip my human skin and pull off the dusty layer of lies that I have lived my life with and run… From everything…

I could wish to be a wolf… To be me..

But wishing requires hope…

And there is no hope for this…

I am sorry for the venting… But i’m sure some of you know how I feel..