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I’m genuinely terrified that I won’t ever meet someone who likes me and wants to be with me and I’ll just be on my own forever. That shit scares me so much.

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Maybe I’m not that kind of beautiful dressed in red lipstick and black eyeliner. I’m not beautiful in the sense of defined cheekbones, full lips, curvy hips, and shapely legs. I’m not beautiful like the sunsets kissing the sky, the stars outlining evening wishes, the freshly picked flowers, and the softly murmured I love you’s. So maybe I’m the kind of girl with pale lips and dull eyes. But I hope someday, someone kisses the sunsets on my chapped lips and outlines the stars on my cheekbones. I hope he waters the flowers beneath the flaws on my skin and screams I love you’s because his love for me is meant not to be kept in secret drawers, but to be plastered in the sky, on waters, and in the wind. I hope he loves the no make up, flawed, clumsy, and awkward kind of beautiful.
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