The Shower Is The Only Place I Don’t Crave Your Touch. The Warmth Of The Water Is The Only Thing That

"Your smile is just as beautiful as the first time we met."

2 AM Thoughts (via. Wounded-writing)

You look at me but see her. You touch my skin, but you feel her. You kiss my lips, but you think that your lips are touching hers. I’m not her. I’m not the perfectly thin girl you used to date. My stomach comes out to play most nights, but you don't know this yet. I’d rather not be picked up and spun around yet you do it anyway. I’m not her. Yet you still call me pretty, attractive, fit. I feel I am none of these things. You look at me, but you see this perfect image of what I wish I was. You look at me and see something I’m just not.

I’m not her

orange, silver, and gold!

Hey there beef mom! Thank you for asking for these, it was fun to write and think about!

Orange: How many projects do you usually have going at once?

I’m really bad with projects, tbh, I start things and get really into them then kind of forget about them. So usually I’ll have about two or three going on a once with one getting done out of the three. 

Silver: Are you comfortable writing in public places?

I actually write my best when other people are around. It’s why I write and post stuff during school. I dunno, something about being around other people makes me feel somewhat creative. When I’m alone you can tell because what I write has a slight lonely undertone to it where everything else flows together better.

Gold: Do your stories usually contain lessons or morals?

The closest thing I have to writing in a moral or lesson to my stories are when I write prose or when I do my little short stories on wattpad. With the short stories there morals are behind the quotes at the bottom of the chapter and are usually about overcoming challenges or stereotypes.

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"Do you ever think about what could've been?"

-2 A.M. Thoughts (via. Wounded-writing)

Why me? Why now? Why this? Why me? Out of all the other girls who would pay to have you attention for even a minute you chose me, someone who never came to you to seek any. I’ve admired you for a while but you never felt the same way, so why now? I have so many questions in my mind about why you have taken an interest in me, but I won’t get a straight answer even if I asked. So I’ll wait until we get close to ask. But before we do anything…. Why this?

I don't know what to think

I thought this type of love could only happen in the books. Where the girl finds the guy of her dreams and everything falls into place. I wish I could experience what it’s like to fall for you again, because it was perfect in every sense amd every book would die to know how it was written.

You taught me that I should love myself first. That my happiness shouldn’t be rooted in another human. Because human love is doomed to fail from the very start and I should have ran away the first time.

I don't know how to tell you that you're perfect without seeming like I'm some asshole who doesn't know the difference between the book definition and someone who knows what true beauty is. But that's what you are. Perfect. Not the book description, you are the picture of beauty in my mind. You think you're not perfect but you are. And I hope you can understand that this is the truth and that whatever anyone else tells you and if it drags you down, they are wrong. You are perfect.

- because you asked me to describe something indescribable