"But when you’d kiss me
And say “just shut the fuck up”
I’d bite your fat lip"
If you’ve ever doubted yourself, walk deep into any forest. Notice how the trees still stand even though they are given no recognition. Walk along any stream. The water still flows, though no one stops to praise it. Watch the stars late at night; they shine without acknowledgment. Humans are just the same. We are made out of the same elements as these beautiful wonders. Always remember your beauty and self worth.
It appears I am severely attracted to the outdoorsy type.
This is good, because I love nature, smelling winter on an autumn breeze. All that poetic shit.
This is bad because I also love sitting in my bed and reading until my fingers are cold and worn from touching corners of pages too many times.
I think I met a guy who gets it. I think he’d let me curl up in his lap and let me fade away as he read over my shoulder. I think he’d take me to the grand canyon and understand why I feel the need to cry when I see something beautiful.
I think he might actually stop and wait for me on a hike through the mountains as I pulled out a book on herbs and wild plants… and then a journal to catalog my findings.
And for some fucked up reason… I think he’d smile.
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