Sometimes it's scary. I cared about you so so much. And you became everything that I can never be and will never be. But you seem so happy, and I am so sad all the time.

- making people try the crazy hairstyles they have been meaning to try out

- mothering all my friends

Today I heard something, and it opened my eyes a lot: “Words aren’t wort that much anymore”. And that made me think a lot. It’s true.

We hear so much and today, so little is true. We have gotten so used to false information I catch myself not even trunsting my friends to tell the truth. And that is so scary because if all we believe is what we have seen proven in real life, we miss so much.

Yea, people talk a lot. We talk about things we wish we were and things we will never be. But is that a bad thing? I don’t think it is bad at all. Because at core, what are we? We are what we think. You can literally change our bodies and all our abilities, transfer our brain into a different body, but the essence of us remains. Or at least, our true essence remains.

We often think our abilities are what makes us up. That thoughts are nothing and only actions will be remembered. And that is so sad. Because what are we when we do nothing? Are we worthless if we do nothing? I think you can see the problem here.

The longing to go places,

Your heart aching for adventure,

Your soul seeking change,

So much it

Hurts.

I’m longing for peace

Quiet to rest my ears

Sun to warm my heart and

Cold morning air to cleanse me from

Within.

A journey to myself

My realest, purest me

Hidden under everyday causalities

Background Noise and money.

Do you ever feel like you want to be female, but mot this female? And you look at your chest and wish it wasn’t like this? You wish it was a little smaller. You wish your gender wouldn’t be assumed. I always wondered if anyone ever feels the way I do. That you want to be female but you don’t want to be this feminine. You don’t want people on the street to assume your gender. You don’t want to be seen as female in the first place, you want to be seen as human, and female in the second place. You don’t want to be defined by your gender. But your body doesn’t click. You look in the mirror and try to let your chest look flatter, but no matter what you do, it won’t make a difference. No matter how hard you try, you will always be female before anything else. You want to dress genderneutral, but your body doesn’t give you the option. 

Soft hands, sweet smile

Haven’t seen you in a while

Hugging, kissing

You’re what I’ve been missing.

Manners, suit and tie

In my stomack a butterfy

You’re so fun

Guess you’re the one.

Following me through the rough

You never gave me up

Never doubted me

When I was lost, you’d see

Who I am and know

Is it just me or are there other People who are single and don’t even want to date anyone? What is it that makes us associate single with Dating? I don’t want to marry anyone. I don’t want to have a boyfriend. I want to have a best friend. A guy to chill with, to laugh, to talk and to argue. Why would I have to be in a relationship to do so? Why would I kiss him?