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I am quirky, silly, blunt. My days...too dark.. Nights too long... I trip over my own insecurities... I require attention, long for passion and wish to be desired.... I use music when words fail me...Words are as important to me as the air we breathe... I love hard with all I have.. and even with my faults, I am worth loving.

I am quirky, silly, blunt. My days...too dark.. Nights too long... I trip over my own insecurities... I require attention, long for passion and wish to be desired.... I use music when words fail me...Words are as important to me as the air we breathe... I love hard with all I have.. and even with my faults, I am worth loving.

Boom. I want someone to love the things about me that I like the least. Like the wide part of my body at the hips. Haha. Seriously though. It's amazing when someone loves the things about you that you're most insecure about. Especially when they don't know all of your insecurities yet. It's beautiful and it happens. Fall in love with the imperfections, the little things that make us unique. ❤️

Boom. I want someone to love the things about me that I like the least. Like the wide part of my body at the hips. Haha. Seriously though. It's amazing when someone loves the things about you that you're most insecure about. Especially when they don't know all of your insecurities yet. It's beautiful and it happens. Fall in love with the imperfections, the little things that make us unique. ❤️

when you're dreaming with a broken heart, the waking up is the hardest part - John Mayer

when you're dreaming with a broken heart, the waking up is the hardest part - John Mayer

This is a perfect description of my last weeks of nights, and I know for many more to come as well.

This is a perfect description of my last weeks of nights, and I know for many more to come as well.

but you're gone now and I'm back to being myself so thank you for breaking my heart because I learned how to mend it and make it even stronger than before.

but you're gone now and I'm back to being myself so thank you for breaking my heart because I learned how to mend it and make it even stronger than before.

True story. Fibromyalgia and Arthritis

True story. Fibromyalgia and Arthritis

me in a poem.lol

me in a poem.lol

She was always willing to burn for everything she has ever loved.

She was always willing to burn for everything she has ever loved.

You *Baby.. have you sleep..? Those bags under your eyes are terrible.. get enough sleep sweetheart.. ❤

You *Baby.. have you sleep..? Those bags under your eyes are terrible.. get enough sleep sweetheart.. ❤

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