I'm the hero of this story, I don't need to be saved.
Forever curious, intolerably charming & a girl with lots to say. A home wrecker with a heart of gold. I have horrendous taste in the opposite sex, but my pick of the female form is second-to-none. A 23 year old wanderer, who is not lost.
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It’s been months since I last felt the weight of my illness on my shoulders. I haven’t felt that destructive need in longer than I can remember. The pain has subsided, the horrors locked behind the gate for now.
My head is bloody, but unbowed.x
it’s especially important to practice this with KIDS. Kids need to know it’s ok to say no to giving auntie a hug and kiss. it’s ok to say no to getting up on stage at a children’s show or activity. it’s ok to say no. please teach your children this!
You ask me what I’m afraid of, and I whisper, ‘everything’ with a smile on my lips. Your boyish grin makes my stomach flutter. I quickly change the subject, but like a dog with a bone - you ask me to be serious for a minute.
'I'm afraid that if I answer your question, my fear will come true'.
I’m afraid that one day our conversation will turn to love, as it always does, and you’ll apologise for everything we’ve been through, like you always do. I’m afraid in that moment, you’ll feel the need to ask me the question you have ached to since almost before we met. I’m afraid that I’ll be weakened by the notion that love doesn’t have to hurt, and that I’ll answer truthfully.
‘Are you still in love with me?’ you will ask, eyes fixed on mine.
‘How could I not be?’ I will answer.
I don’t say any of that. Instead, I laugh and reply, ‘Fear comes from the possibility of losing something that you once had. I’m not afraid of anything’.
this is what a hero looks like (w.k.)