when i’m on my period, i have four emotions:
Hungry as fuck:
Angry as fuck:
Sad as fuck:
and lastly, Irritated as fuck
here’s to growing up.
i want to live. i want to feel. i want to breathe deeper.
i want to take every risk and reap every consequence. i want to stay out past my curfew just because it was worth not going home on time for. i want to still think it was worth it when i’m sitting at home by 9pm for the next two weeks. i want to go cliff diving with my best friend. i want to lay under the stars with a boy i think i love, whether i really do or not. i want to have smores…and smore. i want to make mistakes. tons and tons of mistakes. i want to take so many pictures, and i want to fill my scrapbook. i want to hold hands. i want to sing too loud, and wear sunglasses that are too big. i want to take a walk in the dark, and see the streetlights illuminate my town. i want to eat lots of ice cream, and spend too much time laying out. i want to go to the beach with no intention of getting in the water, and end up running in, fully clothed.
i want to believe i’m a bird, and i want you to do the same.
give me your heart. i don’t want a piece or a part — i want it all. i want you to fall, just a little bit. take that leap of faith, if you want to. don’t let that broken heart haunt you. here’s my hand if you’ll take it; we can make it. ♥
life happens wherever you are -- whether you want it to or not.
