I’ve the got the best of both worlds. I’m the kind of girl who can take down a man and lift him back up again. I am strong but I’m needy. Humble but I’m greedy and based on my body language and shoddy cursive you’ve been reading.
My style is quite selective, though my mind is rather reckless. Well I guess it just suggests that is just what happiness is. What a beautiful mess, this is? It is like picking up trash in dresses.
Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write, kind of turn themselves into knives. And don’t mind my nerves you could call it fiction. But I like being submerge in your contradiction dear. Because this is what I am. ❤