work out | rebelliousoceannymph

I think if you asked me

“What physical feature of yourself do you like best?”

I’d say everything

I’d tell you I love my hair because when I push it out of my face I feel sexy

I’d tell you I love my lips because I give the best kisses

I’d tell you I love my eyes because they change color with what I wear and I can always see the inside soul of a human

I’d tell you I love my nose because its right where it’s suppose to be

I’d tell you I love my teeth because I can bite my lips with them and eat splendid food

I’d tell you I love my breasts because I can accessorize with them, wearing beautiful bras of all kinds,displaying them to a lover and I can touch them whenever I want

I’d tell you I love my hands because I can write with them, I find all hands beautiful in some way, just by the way that they work, it’s sort of magical you know

I’d tell you I love my vagina because it’s lovely just the way it is and only special people are allowed to see it or even get inside it

I’d tell you I love my arms and stomach and back, since I am strong

I’d tell you I love my ears, they are small and are kind of like an elves, like The Lord of The Rings you know?

Lastly I’d tell you, I love my legs because they are smooth and pale and they can take me so many places, I can run with them, its beautiful

it is beautiful to be human

I wish that things would work out

the way I want

I don’t know if that’s

bad or good or what

but I’d like it if someone

would just be there for me all the time

preferably male

and you know what

so what if I’m an adult and I still believe in fairy-tales

you know

so what if I want to be happy

everyone does

everyone fucking does!!

life is lonely

and right now for me

it seems to be

I miss the feeling of my hand inside his

and those kisses I’d get all over my face

the ones that would make me cry with joy

I’m watching

Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind

I want something like that so badly

and I almost had it

I almost fucking did

then he goes and leaves

just like Clem did

impulsively

I don’t want to forget him

I don’t want him to fade

and now the tears are finally

running down my face

I know my baby is telling me to be strong

and to not worry everything’s gonna be okay

but it really doesn’t feel that way

not now

I know you can’t make someone like you

I know that

but it’s gotta still be there somewhere

he’s gotta remember how comfortable we are with each other

It just sucks because I really thought he was different

I thought he was going to stay

he was going to keep his promise unlike the other people

who broke them and broke me

I wish he could see my beauty

I wish the bad stuff in his subconscious

would disappear

so that he could see me

and like me for me

I keep thinking I’ll see his car

or something

and he’ll just come back

and I’ll smile that big ole smile like I did

and cry tears of joy

if he would just come back

we wouldn’t take things too fast like before

I’d just have us lay on my bed and talk like we wanted before

doesn’t matter if we were nude or not

I’d let him kiss me and ask me anything

we wouldn’t even have to talk

just gaze at each other

please Mother Nature

let him see who I am

and how he feels

let him remember

and listen to April

April Julianna

would be 22 days as of today

at least till shes been gone

he’s been gone 22 days too

I know you can’t bring her back

but you can bring him back

I know that I have let go already

but I still want him

even if he is too stupid to want me

I want him and I want to make him happy

Life was more fun

when we had each other

I just want things to work out, I want him to like me for all that I am. I really could care less if he doesn’t adore everything just the majority of things about me. That’s all. I know I’ve done horrible things at the start but I want him to want me. I know we can work this out. I mean sure I guess I do wish it would be like before, maybe I just gave too much of everything at once and that made him change his mind a little. I’ve been itching my nose like crazy right now and sneezing, I am being thought of obviously. I can’t take back things or my craziness, if I could I would. But I can’t. Ill give him three wishes, that could help. I read his poem he wrote for me before I hurt him and messed things up, I won’t do that anymore though I won’t say such things, ill just pull him closer, I’m trying to pull him closer. I just hope I get this chance, because I still want to love him and I still want him to love me. But anyway about the poem it reminds me of how things were and they can go back that way again, I know it. Everything’s gonna work out. I have ideas of how to bring us together again, I have this idea of making his favorite food and having us both dress up, not watching any movies and afterward just laying and talking, ill take off the makeup and the dress and put on glasses and my pjs then we can just lay and talk, then there’s also going for a walk and talking, playing a board game or two, coloring, small things really. I hope it’s enough, I hope I’m enough.