משקפת הענבר

 Love me, just do.

Love as a girl, as a friend, as human, or just one godamn page in a long- long book.

But, hell, love me! Look at me, adore me for something, anything at all. Love me for being pretty, for being smart or for being nice, I don't give a fuck right now- I just need my douse of affection and sympathy, I need to feel loved.

And you know what's funny? I'm loved, people like me, so why am I writing this? 

Parhaps I'm begging myself to stop this freaking self-neglaction. 

Yeah, I need to start moving things- the work ain't done- I'm not perfect, I'll never be, and that is one of the most beautiful things about life- we are never really done.

See ya,

Lyra