going, going, gone.
i’m so inspired. so very stunned by the beauty of the world.
i’m the type of girl who has words, letters, phrases falling, tripping out of her mouth, the type of girl who’s too honest when she wants things, needs things to be a certain way, and has desires and dreams that are too far to reach, who writes with the heart she’s drawn on her bottom lip which she often tucks under her top teeth in confusion and worry. i’m the type of girl who romanticizes everything from the moment her skin kisses his to the moment it rains so hard she feels the weight of every single drop on her shoulders while she watches him walk away from what could’ve been — what should’ve been their future. i’m the type of girl who will always be chasing something that’s not hers, no matter what, just because sometimes it’s the only thing she has that will keep her going.
