There’s so many people, yet I feel so alone. Idk, like I feel like a paper weight lately, list so much weight on my shoulders. Lately I haven’t been able to express my true colors. I just feel like I could do more with myself, I guess it’s true when they say, you have to make yourself happy before you can start to care for someone else, but at the same time I care far too much and I don’t have enough for myself.
Sometimes I just like to be told ” I love you,” There’s times where I enjoy surprises. Idk, I guess I’m Korny like that. I want to be told humors jokes, while being held, while I laugh.
In my head I always feel like a drag, but that’s what happens sometimes when you start to over think, being told soft, kind words always help. I love being kissed on the forehead, surprised kisses are the best.
There’s time where I wish, I was a little more. I believe that a woman should never beg.
But in the end it’s my decision if I should anchor myself or soar.