That Kind of Girl
She’s that kind of girl you know the type a little different, quirky perhaps you’d notice her in any crowd though she wouldn’t be what you would call classically beautiful she has something that certain indescribable something it may be those full pouty lips the way her emerald eyes dance with laughter I don’t know, but she has it yeah, she’s definitely that kind of girl the kind you give your...
why is rain looked upon as a miracle while tears are looked upon in regret we are not tied emotionally to the drops of cloud but tears no doubt leave scars do we look upon feeling as a right, a passage, something we are born within i don’t think that’s right i think feeling is the miracle and rain is there to wash it away when we aren’t ready for anyone else to see what it looks like when...
hope, handwritten: How do I escape myself? →
Pretty clothes can’t hide my shame, I’m falling back into Society’s game. Tears push onward. Clouds roll in. Demons persist, I must be more thin. Humiliation quickly envelopes the air. Nausea is triggered. The scars glare. My reflection fades before my eyes. I run away, unable to…
Taylor Swift is amazing!