I'm Lucie. I am a little bit of everything, and I am a lot of nothing. I am in-between and I am just focused on being alive, truly alive. I'm on a never-ending journey of discovery. I am terrible with words. I have no hobbies except for the fact that I am interested in absolutely everything. I've wanted to be many things. I want to be a fashion designer and I want to be a chef. I like interior design and I like photography. I like quotes because they can describe how I feel. When I was little, i wanted to be a dancer or a gymnast. The only thing I like more than art is Superman. The only things I am good at are giving hugs and having an array of facial expressions at my disposal. I don't understand much. Everything in the world is too mysterious beyond my understanding. Life and all of its components are much too hypnotizing, but it's all so, so beautiful. I want to be able to hold the whole world in my hands while I twirl in a little pink dress and laugh like I'm seeing the world for the first time. To express, not impress. To be interested in the world, not interesting to others. To rediscover an old hobby. To find purpose. To waste time and enjoy time. To sing at the top of your lungs. To live outside your comfort zone. To stop feeling anxious. To be vulnerable. To give many chances, to yourself, to others, to life. To never succumb to images. To never assume. To live in simplicity. To ponder. To cherish. To absorb yourself in what is strange instead of common. To be silly. To know, and to be naive. To never be governed by others. To remember. To see the world from someone else's perspective. To love, and, if you're lucky, possibly be loved in return. To be selfless. To seek change in yourself, not others. To never thrive for perfection, but self-actualization. To sleep more, sleep less. To move faster, to slow down. To expand. To feel. To live. To be free.
i am trying to understand that darkness is what makes us light. i am trying to understand that anger is a form of care. i am trying to understand that people’s regrets are what fosters the wings that allow them to take flight. i am trying to understand that everyone has a secret, that everyone has a reason, and that everyone means good.
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