I know that it's been ages since I've submitted anything on here, I've been creating things, just haven't been posting them on here. I've got poetry, photography, and a couple of other things that I want to submit here. But it's just that I forget to come on here. But everyone's deviations are fantastic, I love them.

Expect a few new things soon. I'm not sure exactally when, but surely sometime they shall come.


I figured a lot out too. I used to struggle with a love for a friend that's been maddening me for the past four years. I finally learned to place that behind me, and the depression that I battled night after night, the tears of despair I cried have dried up. I'm happy, and this time I hope for good. I'm thankful for the friendship that him and I had, and I'm ok with not being with him. It's true love is immortal, but you have to learn to just put things like this in the past, kind of burry everything, but behind you, not in front of you. I finally beat this thing. I know tha life happens, but it was happening for him, I got stuck. I learned to just live life even though there was something humongous in my way. I moved it out of my way, and it's at rest...Forever.

I also put the anger, and betrayl of the "Duff situation" behind me too. He was an asshole, he broke my heart on purpose, but you know what? It hurts no more, and I say "fuck him! I don't need a jerk off like him anyway." So that makes me even more happy. He caused me so much pain. Made me believe that he loved me, only to prove me wrong. It's a long story that lies in the past. I used to keep a book of all of the anger, and saddness he made me feel. But now there's not anymore saddness, or care about that matter. So I'm making the rest of it as proof that I made it, and that I don't need him. Really, I never did, just thought I did. I thought we were in love, but he lied about that shit, he's good for nothing, and at least when I talked to him last, he's so full of shit. Anyway, he's gone, all feelings towards him are gone, and all of the mysery he caused me is over. I don't fucking need him.


Oh, and I figured out another thing, and it's pretty big I guess. I used to say that I was "unsure" about my sexuality. But, the word sex is in sexuality, and I would never have sex with a woman in the first place, and through error, I learned that I am only comfortable in a relationship with a man. So I am straight. It took me so long to figure things out for good. Because I had attraction towards women, but not enough to where I want to be sexual, or to where I can see myself dating a girl.

That's it for now folks, I hope it finds you well.
~Beth