I need someone who can deal with me. I need a guy who will make me see things from a different point of view. I need a guy who will make me talk about the things that scare me. I need a guy who will make me open up to him, a guy who won’t give up on me.
I’ll always want you to remind me that I’m beautiful and that I matter. I’ll always want you to hold me and touch me, or else I’ll feel like maybe you’re mad at me or you’ve finally seen all my flaws and decided that I’m not what you want anymore. I will try and give you everything, but my body will be the hardest.
I need you to understand. I need you to understand that the years of photoshopped magazine covers and standards didn’t surpass me and I need you to understand I need you to love me enough for the both of us.
Cause I’ve never loved myself, and I don’t know when I’ll be able to.