Wild&Free

I’m not the girl your mother warns you about. I won’t kiss your best friend or break your heart. I won’t make you choose between what you love to do & me. I’m not cold. I’m not reckless. I will love you more than anything. I will kiss you when you cry. I will stand by your side until you decide otherwise.

Don’t live a dull boring life. Spice it up. You don’t have too much of it left.

I don’t want to experience that feeling that you get when you think you are getting better and then you’re up at 3 am alone and you realise that you’re such a good actor, you even tricked yourself into believing you could recover

I’m doing all I can to stay afloat in a sea of insanity, but I’m drowning more and more each day.

Frankly, most men bore me. This is a problem because I would never be content with a plain existence sitting in one room for the rest of my life with a boring husband who I have come to love mainly out of necessity. I want the one whom I devote myself to — to be incredible. Electric. Someone worth knowing. Someone who intrigues beyond the point of comprehension. Someone who electrifies all of the cells of my body, who ignites the surface of my skin when we touch. Someone who sees me more for my soul substance rather than the sum of my parts. He will understand how to keep me. How to enliven even the darkest corners of my entire universe. He will fall in love daily with the subtle nuances I have saved just for him. He will know what he has and what he could lose. What we would lose, together If ever we were to unravel. And what we will gain by joining ourselves. By being near each other. And we will grow. And deepen with our complexities and simplicity. And continue. And continue. And understand that the final chapter will never be written.