Forget about the last post.
Life.
I just want to roll my face in the grass, lie down on the sand and bask in golden glory in the day and reach for the stars when it's midnight. With an abundance supply of music, fresh air and the bare necessities for what it takes to continue my journey. It would certainly be cool if I could pick a bouquet of flowers every year on my birthday.
I want to feel my blood on my skin, my heart on my sleeve. I want to sing "For this is a jolly good fellow" and run-a-hop alongside with the blinding sunlight to the rocks right across the sea. I want to wear a grass skirt that is made of banana leaves and drink coconut water on a tree. I want to be able to throw away all the high-end technology manufacted after year 2000 and the smartphone that I am updating from right now. It would have been better if there is someone I could share all these with.
Someone who would stop me from picking my face. Someone who would sing me "Soft kitty, warm kitty" when I'm down. Someone who would eat the horrid food I've prepared just to not hurt my feelings but would say 'Hey beb, could we have canned soup for dinner tomorrow? I love Campbell's.' at the very end. Someone who could make me honest about my feelings, and is honest about their's. Heck I don't even want to care if I sound desperate but when I find you I'm going to have your unicorn babies and never letting you go. I just wonder where you are and when are you going to start looking for me.
Yep, that's how I feel. Now let me be my introverted self in the real world because I just care too much about what people think. What strangers think when they see the massive belly I've tried so hard to hide. And my forehead pimples. With my cheek ance. However I will not lose hope just yet as I believe that you could be experiencing the same obstacles in life as well. But you will be stronger with time. So you would be fine. I hope to find you one day.
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