a place
everything finally feels real again. i've been living this fantasy world for the past two weeks. not letting anything touch, absorbing it but refusing it to make any sense. i wasn't allowing any of to be true and only accepting it as just another experience. it was but it was more than that, it's become another major bolded point on my timeline.
i appreciate life and every single fucking aspect of it. the good and the bad, i love it. i hate that it took what it did for me to realize that.
i love my body, the large curves that make me who i am.
the small brown eyes that have trouble seeing things of distance or in the sun.
the odd thin fingers that make up my hands that have created some beautiful things.
my dark hair that's getting longer by the day and again tangles with the winter's burst of wind.
my clown nose that compliments the just as big holes in my earlobes.
the voice that longs to be heard and the perfectly shaped eyebrows.
my laugh and cry.
i love myself.
and dislike those that don't like themselves.
i appreciate life and every single fucking aspect of it. the good and the bad, i love it. i hate that it took what it did for me to realize that.
i love my body, the large curves that make me who i am.
the small brown eyes that have trouble seeing things of distance or in the sun.
the odd thin fingers that make up my hands that have created some beautiful things.
my dark hair that's getting longer by the day and again tangles with the winter's burst of wind.
my clown nose that compliments the just as big holes in my earlobes.
the voice that longs to be heard and the perfectly shaped eyebrows.
my laugh and cry.
i love myself.
and dislike those that don't like themselves.