I will start this honestly. Honesty is heavenly, unbelievably vulnerable and beautiful. I want to be bathed in all of earth's truths; golden and pretty. Gliding against my skin, thin, easy to push past. I want to die. What a gorgeous truth. Not, die, in the way that's exhausting to listen to. Not the kind that takes energy out of people and plunges stress in its place. I want to die in the way that I want to be more than my body. *This is only a rough draft. Corrections will be made in the future. Please do not be afraid to comment!*