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@anyaaftermidnight
Sometimes my toxic side craves a relationship like the ones in Penelope Douglas’ books. Book girlies know what I mean.
This.
I was clearly meant to live in a fantasy novel.
There must have been a glitch when I was created.
eye contact is the kiss of shy people
I’m not loud and I’m not for the easy ones.
I’m not the type of girl who shines in every room or attracts everyone around her.
I’m more like a cave, quiet and deep, hiding gems that only the curious may find.
I watch, I observe, I take it all in.
You will not know me until you ask, until you are willing to see what lies beneath the surface.
It was hard to recognize myself at first.
I always felt wrong, always in competition.
I tried to become like those other girls, shaping myself to fit.
Only after years do I see the beauty and intimacy in keeping my inner world hidden.
I am not for everyone and that is okay.
Just because not everyone can see it does not mean I do not shine too.
I shine quietly, in ways only some will notice.
Or just talking about life, getting high, and making out ✨
There is something quietly devastating about realizing that the goodness you saw in someone else was never theirs. It was yours. You trusted a reflection and mistook it for truth. When it shattered, the betrayal was not in their actions but in the awakening.
I can always handle everything on my own but I melt when someone takes care of me and completely turns off my survival mode.
I hate being the mature one in every relationship. I’m exhausted by it. I need people who can meet me there, or even stand ahead of me.
eye flirting
make up, lipgloss, shoulder bags, jewellery, a hot drink and a sweet treat, tumblr, getting ready, gilmore girls, fresh nails, newly washed hair, flowers, the girls, pinterest, lana, taylor, being in the girls bathroom and doing touch ups, pics with friends in a full length mirror, "can i borrow lipliner?", doing everything with hearts or flowers, girlblogging
Mood
Being attracted to someone's way of thinking is a whole different level of attraction.
i understand why old people sit outside just to sit outside