Let's get in the woods for a couple of minutes or let's try to know about this girl I'm gonna tell you.
It's not like she's a Tarzan, living in a jungle and cannot
communicate in human language.
She is just raw and wild but soft and kind to every living thing. I
wonder what got her to live in this countryside where ocean noises can be heard. Everyone at her age is trying to catch up every literal new thing so called in the busy city, running with anxiety.But there's nothing like that can be seen in her, in her soul. She is just so peaceful, so her mind is. And I always am curious why she chose this way, or this life. She told me that she didn't even remember the last time she brushed her hair and washed. I remember my jaws dropped like
"oh-my-gawd-is-she-even-real?" And I've never seen her eating any meat or poultry but only vegetables and fruits. That's why she was known as a vegetarian for me. She's so fresh and natural that she doesn't wear anything, panties occasionally. No wonder there's nothing on her dressing-table except sunscreen lotion and maybe comb? (I hope so). Maybe there will be some more because I saw her once wearing lip balm taste like cherry and one time she wore rose perfume even she's already smelled like sunshine.I'm worried of her since she lives too near by the ocean, but anyway no one can stop her love for that. It's so obvious how much she loves to swim and surf. She feels the connection from the mama earth when she's in the ocean with no clothes. She feels the warmth and salt at the same time. She feels light and right. She feels like she owns this planet and she is owned as well. She loves the rocks but it can be dangerous. She loves the shells and collects them every morning
because she feels like the ocean is calling her whenever she put them to her ears. She surfs and surfs, but not every day, and she feels like she's wave. Even when she's breaking she's still strong. I
already know what she would answer if someone asked her favourite color. It would be 'ocean' because 'it contains all colors'.Have I told you she writes and reads a lot? And on the tree? She's been doing like that since long time ago. And that old tree is her friend. She named her "tea". Because she can spill and tell to tea every single thing and she never fails to listen. Sometimes tea even shakes her leaves like i-get-you-young-lady-ur-right. And she always adores tea and want to be like tea who gives others shades and fruits. who is strong and independent even alone. and who is green and growing and thriving.
Whenever I see her, I lost in her. Her life and her existence teach me a lot without any lectures. She is so healthy and has no worries.
Mysteries are not her friends, she's so open and everyone will know her secrets before she even tell them. Still, there are so many things about her.Maybe you can call me I'm one of her closest friends because you'll
see her with me most of the time. And she takes me wherever she goes. I never feel lonely with her. I feel complete and whole, safe and happy. She tells me her feelings, how her days went, about her family and places she wants to go and discover. But after all, she tells me everything through songs she's just gonna forget in a minute.In case you're wondering, I'm brown and small, but cute and tuneful.
Yesss!!! I'm ukulele.
I love her and she loves me.٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶
let me know how you feel about this!
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a pile of random thoughts
Kısa Hikayethings i write when i'm sad, happy or maybe both at the same time. i create the characters i and anyone can relate in one way or another. some are raw. some are lovely. but all are real. [please don't copy or steal]