I like the way my nose is such a perfect shape.
the way it fits so perfectly with every stare I give it.
I like the shape my lips are,
the bottom bigger than the top.
it seems to be pretty fucking good at kissing,
every boy has told me that so far.
I like the way my eyes are.
it's not a distinct color.
everyone one seems to fall in love with them,
even myself.
I like the size of my ass.
although sometimes i wish it was bigger.
I like the way my hair falls against my face.
constantly messing with it for the perfect volume.
I like the way I smell.
I don't think you could know a soul cleaner than me.
I always make sure I smell good.
I like the way I take care of my skin.
the long routine I do every night.
I like the way i love.
even though it never seems to be enough.
I like myself.
and i never really intended on saying that.
never thought i'd be capable.
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my lover poets
Romancethe thoughts about love. Simplicity form yet addictive to consume your mind over. Love isn't always perfect. (I know I'm not a perfect writer in poetry, but I thought it would be fun to write out some thoughts I have, and things I've learned int...
