This Is Connected To He Was Here, He Left, But He Was Here. And I Think Ill Post It Tomorrow :)

This is connected to “He was here, he left, but he was here.” and I think I’ll post it tomorrow :)

The goal of life

Is to live it from the point of view of love, that’s when impossibility becomes itself.

“Three options” is like “I accept it bts” I think that maybe before or after writing “I accept it”, I wrote “Three options” it’s like the diary entry of “I accept it”

I’m so embarrassed for posting that lame ass poem, idk… okok it wasn’t lame but, it’s like the worst I’ve written haha (that’s why I felt confident posting it but) I’ve related to it in the past and reading it made me super sad and it triggered HOT TEARS ok? But I posted it cause it’s still a heavy poem, it has a lot of energy yk, so yah, but idk, it’s not my fav at all.

Help! Idk how to do anything other than write poems that I like🧍‍♀️

What is love?

Love is when the one who loves you stares at you for a few seconds before saying "I love you".

Love is when you wake up excited to be alive at the same time as the person you love.

Love is recognizing the face of your loved one as the fingerprint of love and eternity.

Love is caring about the interests of your loved one.

Love is not worrying about what you want to say to your loved one, because you know they’ll never judge you.

Love is when at every moment you want to learn more from your loved one.

Love is not measured.

Love is understanding and trying to understand.

Love is unconditional.

Love is fearless.

Love is powerful.

Love is timeless.

Love is unconsciously demonstrated if it is present.

Love is above all things.

Love is giving without expecting anything in return.

Love is crying just for the sake of it

Love is laughing too much.

Love is wanting to be in the good and the bad.

Love is wanting to try what scares you with the person you love.

Love is having been thinking about someone while you were reading this poem.

This post isn’t even about weight but…

Sometimes I wish I could lose weight and be skinny so people would take my suffering seriously ?

If have a feeling that if i fitted more into beauty standards, people would find me cuter.

And if they found me cuter, it would be easier for them to feel sorry for me. When someone is « ugly » i think people are less likely to feel sorry for them.

It’s like beauty privileges. People are nicer to you if you are prettier. It just is that way !

When I see posts about romanticizing sadness and depression, it always pictures skinny and cute girls.

Maybe it’s because in our minds someone who has more shapes is healthier, too ? So less depressed ?

I don’t know.

But those posts never are about depression making you put on weight.

Yeah random thoughts. I have to be the prettiest at the supermarket so that people will be nicer to me. Can’t face the world otherwise xoxo.