Sometimes, I.

Sometimes I just want to paint the world!

Just take out a brush and change it, it's so simple.
Nothing monumental, just the colours, cause what we see changes how we feel so easily.

I'd have blue skies in the day,
more yellow and warmth in the sun,
green and turquoise in the waters,
brighter orange and pinks in the sunset,
purple and prussian blue around the stars,
a bigger brighter moon,
and don't get me started on the flowers <3

Somewhere we realise the world isnt black and white.
There are shades of grey.
We also realise that along with the varying grey, there are BURSTS of colour,
not just in the world, but in the people.
AND I'M IN LOVE WITH IT.


Colours ftw.

Oh, wolf

Mr Wolf,
You have big hands.
All the better to crush my heart

Child workers.

Do you ever think that making children make 'jewellery' and easter eggs, and other such craft items in primary school, is CHILD LABOUR?

Me neither, I loved it.

Sometimes, I.

Sometimes I like sitting on the back seat of my car 'cause it reminds me of being a little kid again.
Mummy and Daddy at the front, looking forward and shielding me - I don't have to worry about looking forwards.
I just look to my side and enjoy the view, it's beautiful outside, in the world.
 If I feel sick, or I don't like what I see, I can just turn away, and close my eyes, and I feel okay.







Then, there's no one to sit in the front and take care of you.
Then you sit at the front, you take their place, and you have to look forward. Eyes on the road.
You barely have time to enjoy the view. To enjoy yourself.
But you keep going, cause you have to, and now, there are other people in the back of the car.
Now you take care of them.



I have to hope, that when it happens...
I have someone to sit next to.

A simple blog post.

When boys open up, they're like :/
'Ugh, now I feel so feminine, and such a fagggg'

I don't know about all girls, but I love that. <3

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what is beauty?

when a nightingale is nothing to look at,
it is known everywhere for its beautiful song,
and does that not make it beautiful?

there is a girl, who I love,
who has a song in her heart so beautiful,
it shines through everytime I see her.

Everything changes.

Okay I shall be sad and use a DISNEY quote from Bambi 2, cause I'm proud to love it.

Everything in the forest has its season. Where one thing falls, another grows. Maybe not what was there before, but something new and wonderful all the same.

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I've been in love before.
My heart has been broken,
And yet something new and wonderful always comes along,
As much as I hate letting go, I love what I have now,
I can't always look back.

Oscar Wilde says - "The people who love only once in their lives are really the shallow people. What they call their loyalty, and their fidelity, I call either the lethargy of custom or their lack of imagination."

Which is perhaps more cynical than me.


Also I'm changing, everyone changes.
There are the BIG things people do that make people see them differently, and yet essentially on the inside they are the same, just hurt, or confused, or see things differently.
And then the more subtle changes, that mean more, that make you completely different. Not better or worse, just you, but, grown up? I'm not entirely sure.

So when you're around your friends, you know your place, because such a place has been so for years. You can't remember when it wasn't like this. Peoples opinions of you are formed, but you've changed since you met, since you were friends. You just don't know how to show everyone, you're afraid to show them what the real you is, because its different, it isn't what it was. What if it doesnt fit in with where you are?
The old you is in the wings, in the minds of people who know you.
They might say ' she's weird '
Well, why?
Could they say why? When they don't even know anymore.
You realise you don't talk about what matters anymore. You talk like you're pretending to be someone else, who youre meant to be. Not as you are.

You can't shake off what you are to them, unless you leave, make it new.
But I'm scared to do that.
I don't know where I belong, when I don't know if they like who I really am, now.