that boholana girl

Honesty, I can’t wait for the days I get to run around the house with you. The nights I get to roll over and see you peacefully sleeping. The evenings I get to take you to dinner. The nights where we stay in and watch stupid movies all night. The days we go on random adventures with no destination. The midnight trips to the store because we were hungry or ran out of alcohol. The mornings I get to cook you breakfast. There’s so much more I could say but to be honest I just can’t wait to experience life with you.

I might have scars, but please don’t be so judgmental about them, I’ll tell you when the time is right. I cry easily, don’t laugh at me and don’t be upset when I don’t tell you why. I’m quiet around people but I’ll be louder around you. I have anxiety attacks, sometimes they happen for no reason. Sometimes I take too long to get ready, I just want to look good for you. I get embarrassed easily, please don’t put me on the spot. I bruise easily, but I won’t tell you it hurts. Please please don’t force me into anything I don’t want to do, I’ll do it when I’m ready. I apologize for doing things that I shouldn’t, sometimes I couldn't control them. Some days I’ll eat too much and some days I’ll eat too little but most of the time, I'll eat too much, please don’t mention it. My body isn’t the best, please don’t be disappointed. If I talk about someone from my past, please don’t leave me like they did. If I talk about him, please don’t mind it. I’m insecure about a lot of things, pleas...

I have never been flawless and I will never be but that’s okay. Having imperfections does not make me any less of a person. Knowing that there are things that I won’t be good at or parts of my body that won’t look like the ones in the magazines does not decrease my value. It makes me human. And despite everyone trying to change me, that is all I ever can be. So I am done hiding my flaws because someone else is unhappy with them. My flaws don’t make me worse, they make me who I am. They set me apart and if someone can’t appreciate that than it’s their loss. I won’t continue hating myself because others can’t see my real beauty. It’s time for me to love every thing that I am, every flaw and imperfection. It’s time for me to finally and truthfully love myself.