Words There's so much I want to say to you because I want to tell you everything. I want to constantly talk to you. We talk for ages about nothing, yet when I try tell you what's on my mind I spend the entire time stumbling, and stuttering on my words that make no sense.

Pain I switch off my emotions like a light switch. I don't mean to but it happens. It's how I cope. Sometimes it's easier making myself laugh at the right points rather than feel the constant emotional, mental and physical pain that I find in my #life right now. I know things will get better, I'm not worried about that, but that comes with time. So right now I'm pretty numb. If I do capture a moment where I find myself feeling something emotional, it's short lived, but even the feeling of uncertainty, the kind where you're not sure if you have exactly what you've always wanted, or holding something that isn't yours, is a feeling and I keep it sacred for the few minutes it's there. Tattoos and piercings become good pains, they're sharp, they're real, they're a pain you want in order to get a result. People are ignorant to this. Instead they see it as a way of rebelling. When actually it's a way if healing, and coping. In the end, it's all going to work out, that's all I know right now.

What's After Perfect I've tasted the true meaning of a perfect day, waking up with your arm around me, your voice the first thing I hear, your smell lingering in the air. No awkwardness, you screeched, held me and spoke, nothing special just regular words. You kissed me, not a 'lets fuck' but a random kiss. We didn't do anything special. We just stayed content with each other, feeding each other snacks, and laughing at each other. You watched TV as I lay on your chest with your hand stroking my back as I played on my iPad. I breathed you in and knew right there and then, I wouldn't want to be anywhere else, because right there and then I was truly content, happy, at peace. When you touched me or moved in for a random kiss, the butterflies in my stomach would go crazy. Now that memory is what keeps me warm inside, it's all I want forever, but I can't trust that things last. So for now the memory is all I have all I keep locked up inside me. Not wanting to share it with anyone, as I want to keep it pure and real.

It's Your #life I really think people care far to much about irrelevant little things. Why care what the girl next door thinks about your new haircut ? Oh so that group of guys over there looked at you and laughed. So what, in #life we need to learn that we have accept ourselves for ourselves, we need to be strong and confident with who we are. We shouldn't want to be anyone else. If you like something then good on you! We live in societies that are open to pretty much everything nowadays yet we still all seem to be one mould. It's not that I 'don't' care, it's that these things don't cause me any inside feelings. I trust myself, I don't need anyone else to make me happy. We need to learn we are the ones in charge with our thoughts, it's our mind, we are the ones that can make ourselves produce positive thoughts.

The Only Thing Better The only thing better than your smell on my sheets as I fall to sleep, is you in my bed