iwanttofly ⋅ 36 ⋅
My name is B. Or at least that's what I go by. Writing is my own private place that I share with strangers, because they generally judge less. Iwanttofly was my name on opendiary.
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Brother Search Continues in A Girl Named B.
What I expected to hear today was that someone had seen him in the past few days/weeks. What I heard instead, consistently, was no one has seen him since summer of last year. My friend and I m...
Brother in A Girl Named B.
My brother is missing. This day was bound to come, but it still feels shocking. He’s not been functioning for most of his adult life. He’s had lots of mental health issues. He tried anything and...
My Core in A Girl Named B.
We sat on the balcony. watching the sunset. Smell of rain was in the air. Your words told me you understood. that it was okay. But your face disagreed. Eventually your words did too. I asked...
Noise in A Girl Named B.
Sometimes I just want to SCREAM. To offset the noise. So much racket. Loud shrilling little voices echoing through the halls. Bouncing around in my mind. It radiates through my bones. I can f...
Eternity. Again. in A Girl Named B.
Once I called you a nightmare I wish I could have. Said you’d haunt me for eternity. I’d think about you daily. And I do. Decades have gone by. Families made. Beliefs, desires, wants needs, c...
It used to be in A Girl Named B.
I remember the way it used to be used to make me feel electric. Alive. orange.red.yellow. on fire telling my truth. and now I sit and wonder can those colors words.feelings. return to my finge...
Open Diary in A Girl Named B.
Today I find myself missing my open diary family. Though sometimes I went months without checking in on them, reading their stories, or writing my own, I thought about them daily. Every day I rem...
