im not a mystery, im not some puzzle you need to solve to figure out. i wear my heart on my sleeves, so i tend to tell people how i feel every time
i can’t keep them all in, i personally believe people around me deserve to know— when they’ve hurt me or whenever i felt like i hurt them, apologizing is not a task for me, and people need it to move forward
next time you did someone wrong, tell them you’re sorry, and i hope that they will do the same for you
and to the beautiful part, yes, confessions will always be my favorite, people deserve to know you like them, this one life is too short to not let people know you admire them— could be physical, emotional or intellectual admiration, could be all
my intentions are pure, and they’re clear as day, i always try to respect boundaries whilst being honest. i like people a lot— kind respectful people, sometimes a little too much for my own good
i like hearing their stories, and i love learning from them, they are living books— beautifully scarred with imperfect crooked pages stained by time
i’m a deep person, but i will help you dive in, you don’t have to lose your way through me, i’m right by your side as long as you’re here. you won’t be trapped, you’ll be accompanied— it’ll be okay to leave
there are no cages nor walls built around my heart and maybe that’s why i am prone to wounds and scratches, i hurt a lot, i get sad a lot, i’m prone to overthink a lot, but that’s not gonna keep me from allowing myself to feel and give love in the most unguarded ways
i dont ask for much, but if there’s one, it’s that you respect me too