#If only I had the perfect body#
I guess I'm not pretty enough for you.
I wear all the short dresses,
I act just the way you like,
I put on all the makeup I can find.
But you still can't decide
I know my body is not perfect.
And I guess you don't care about that time you called me beautiful just for me to hear.
I hope you are satisfied with her the perfect barbie doll with the pretty blonde hair.
I truly don't care.
I just don't know why I have to leave with my insecurities...
I don't think it's really fair.#wait for me#
I want to feel loved
I want someone to hug me and never let me go
I want someone to tell me how the things I hate about myself are the things that are the most appealing
I want someone who truly can see me for me
Because the only thing that heals my broken heart Is knowing that that person is out there somewhere ready for us to meet.
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REVERIE
Acakreverie /ˈrɛv(ə)ri/ noun a state of being pleasantly lost in one's thoughts; a daydream. • these are just random thought and emotions I have collected Some may make you cringe...I just wanted to write my thoughts and I think it will be cool to shar...