• If we have a plan B, our plan A is less likely to work.

Any doubt, in any form, will automatically decrease the chance that this plan will be successful. This doesn’t actually shock me, it makes sense in my mind.

  • Fear can feel good — if we’re not really in danger.


Being the introverted person I am, I tend to find myself sitting in the back of the bus. I love having my own space, away from people, away from literally anything.

I like to sit far away from the bus driver as well. Don’t get me wrong, most bus drivers are cool, it’s just.. I like to stay away from people.

It can be stressful having to deal with lots of people all the time, and on a bus, where there's most likely going to be lots of people, it’s an ideal spot for an introvert to get to, assuming…


It’s not really anyone’s problem who I follow. If I choose to follow someone, that’s because I think they’re worth following in the first place. Not if I unfollow someone, that’s also not anyone’s problem.

That person whom I unfollowed doesn’t have to be upset about it. First off, it’s one follow. Second, it’s not like you lost all your followers. And look I may have accidentally unfollowed you, it’s not a big deal.

People unfollow people all the time, it’s not something uncommon.

I try to follow people who post quality content, and I am just attracted to that…


I’m happy to get to answer this.

Your sexuality is something that you can either make public or keep to yourself. It’s ultimately your choice how you decide to do it.

You should not have to feel pressured into labeling yourself, why? Labels are toxic and that could be a reason why you’re uncomfortable.

I personally call myself “gay” because I feel that describes me the best. That doesn’t really make any sense but it does.

Whoever and whatever you may like, you are just as much human as something who does decide to label themself.

If you choose to…


April 21st, 2019

Well, this day was interesting. And it also happened to be Easter, and the day my dad decided, “Hm, fuck it, I’m leaving.”

The number of times I’ve mentioned this, the number of times I’ve been able to stop thinking about this. Whatever.

You would’ve thought that over 1.5 years later, I would’ve healed from it. I would’ve been over it by now.. but it’s something that’s on my mind 24/7. Every second of the day, it’s just a memory that’s glued to my brain and I can’t get it to go away.

It can really take…


I look all around,
And all I can see,
Is a bunch of shattered pieces,
Looking up at me,
They watch me breathe,
And they watch me weep,
They even stayed,
To watch me sleep,
They laugh and they smile,
Their mouth covered in bile,
It makes a big pile,
That could spread like a mile,
They chase me,
They hate me,
They scream, they shout
They fret, they pout,
I run,
I hide,
But they find me,
Everytime,
I fly,
They soar,
I cry,
They roar,
I put my head under a blanket,
My headphones in my ears,
But nothing ever scares,
The voices from my head.


The orange autumn leaves fall to the ground,
Under the tree in which we lay,
With a blanket as orange as the leaves,
With our hands pressed together underneath.
We sip apple cider,
And look up at the sky,
And watch all the birds,
Fly right by,
We run through the field,
And we jump in a hill of leaves,
And laugh as he gets leaves stuck in his shirt,
I run and hold him tight,
We lay in the piles of leaves,
Breezing in the cold autumn breeze,
He smiles as I kiss his chin,
And my mouth turns up in an unstoppable grin,
I catch his eye as we lay in the leaves,
He reaches…


First off, if it were Zoe Lexington-Sebert, I call her whenever I feel like it. Trust me she’s used to it. Honestly, she loves it when I drive her crazy and I just love to return the favor.

But on a more serious note, there could be lots of important reasons why I would need to call someone at 3 in the morning. Not just calling Zoe.

Say.. your house catches on fire from a left on stove top, you would probably have to call the fire department.. …


Let Me Go..

Let me feel low,
Let me freeze in the cold,
Let me blow in the wind,
And you’ll never see me again,
Let me cry off my head,
Let me die in bed,
Let me go,
Just let me go,
Don’t let me freeze,
I want to be freed,
Don’t let me be warm,
Just let me be dead,
Let me escape,
But let me feel pain,
Don’t let me go,
Just let me be,
Just let me die,
Just let me thrive,
I want to be alive,
But do I want to die?
I want to pass,
I don’t want to last,
Just put in the past,
As see-through as glass,
Shattered on the floor,
Nothing before,
Non-existing,
Forever gone,
I want to be…


Matias Sebert

Hey guys it’s me, Matias Sebert, now making an appearance on medium. I’m here for some reason. I have Quora! https://www.quora.com/profile/Matias-Sebert/

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