age 11: worry about internet people finding me in real life
now: worry about people in real life finding me on the internet
age 11: worry about internet people finding me in real life
now: worry about people in real life finding me on the internet
I wonder if you look at me and feel all the crazy things I feel when I look at you.
it’s on days like this,
where the sky is the right shade of yellow
and the right shade of blue,
when i wish i was with you, talking.
just you and me,
minus the world -
the chaotic hallways,
missed chances.
just you and me,
and the world
we could create.
putting tape over my Webcam thinking about how the CIA agent watched me cry everyday for a year and didn’t once check up one me: cut toxic people out in 2018
sending me cute messages out of the blue is the key to my heart, like yes let me know I’m on your mind.
I once loved boys
who wanted to make me
into poetry
to eulogize my being,
tattoo me onto his paper,
tuck away my words
into thick letters and crisp envelopes.
I would not be his art,
so
I decided to make my own.
Adults always tell me “Marry a successful, rich man so you’re taken care of.”
I tell them, “I’ll be the successful, rich woman who doesn’t need anyone else.” And I realize, I already am
1. To look good naked(to me)
2.being athletic/strong helps with stamina and random tasks.
3. In case someone wanna try me.
Nothing in this world stresses me out more than opening up the Facebook app and seeing an array of my booty pics at the top of the screen asking me if I “wish to post pictures from camera roll” like Mark why did you ever think that was a good idea? I’m gonna fuck around one day and expose my entire self to my family.
“Everyone lives in their own sense of reality. Some people were raised to fill the ice tray after every use, others were taught to fill it when it’s empty. Always assume the other person means no harm, explain your normal, and ask if they can humor you.”
— The 31 Secrets My 20’s Taught Me About Life (Natalie Pfund via Thought Catalog)
