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Meghan Jul 2017
It feels like fireworks in the midst of a whirlpool. It's like considering yourself as one crazy denying fool. You'll admire yourself on the mirror wishing you can be notice by your attributes, wishing you were pretty. Or fantasize events that is a kiss away from reality. Dress your best to impress throughout the night. Most notably, smile for no reason. We've all been there. You'll just observe your name changed to Alice. The Alice who walks inside his life, into his wonderland. You never get tired of it. To tell you, even the happiest place on Earth could be tbe prison that tortures you in. And you aren't aware of it because you loved everything about him, until you turned to be negligent to yourself. Sometimes, you get fond of your jewel tears for they are the TREND, the BLOOD, the depiction of malignant PAIN. Girl, it costs a lot. There's nothing beautiful about them. It's not worth it. It's not right to commit self-harm just to prove how dark you could be. Keep in mind, you are the light to this world. Never the destruction. You are made to inspire. To mold the world even a better place, to make a stand for correct treatment. Then, one day, you learnt you're disgusting. You're ugly, just because he rejected you or hurt you. Don't swap your confidence over ungrateful things. You are beautiful. No need to change unless it's an urge to improve.

There's nothing wrong with fantasizing, but be careful. Every scene on your little play might bring you agony and ups and downs. Speaking of looking good, dress for yourself, not for men. Wear heels, sweatshirts, makeup because you wanted too. Not because someone like you to. It's a huge talk that you're finally comfortable with your own skin. Same to men. Don't be shy and timid and express whatbyou truly feel, it's not less masculine. We are humans, we all have problems to share with. If you decided to keep it, your anchor will drown you. Smile with all your heart and freedom. Do it while it lasts. And it will last if you're with us. Maybe one day, peace would be no longer a word applicable to counted countries, but a sight of a new coming tomorrow.
Be the way you wanna be, bae.
Meghan Jul 2017
she
To her friends, she is the angel created to save
To her lovers, she is the demon built to ****
But only a piercing true man enough to be brave
Can see she is an angel made by the devil
  Jul 2017 Meghan
Carmella Rose
you don't have to be the most beautiful girl,
to prove that you fit in,
you don't have to be conscious of your belly or your big *** arms,
you don't have to cut your hair for a reason that inlvoves him,
you don't have to have all the things in the world,
you don't need all that makeup for your acne or unperfect skin,
you don't have to shave your hairy arms and legs just because society thinks it's gross,
i think it's beautiful it shows us how much unique we are,
you don't have to hide your legs because you think it's big,
you don't have to be ashame about your stretch marks,
or your uneven skin tone,
you don't have to worry about what other thinks about you,
you are not pretty but you're are beautiful,
inside and out,
you are smart,
you are amazing,
brilliant,
wise,
gorgeous,
you are everything that you chose to be.
never let one thing ruin your life,
be the one who chose to walk on the path that he/she wants,
be the one who is incredibly different,
flaunt yourself,
it's your personalized flag that is limited edition and will never be stolen by any other creature in this world.
never let someone belittle you by just your appearance, you're more than that, you deserve so much not just empathy.
Meghan Jul 2017
Floating in the
sea of salty tears
I find myself crying,
myself wearing,
through the endless
journey of gone
Blood and bones made
at every corner of this ship
across this mischievous town
Why do I keep floating,
when I can sink within
the clotting of my pain?
We still travel
as we kept to unravel
things that were
always empty
We're like ghost ships;
leaving, disappearing
without any
trace nor marks
Meghan Jun 2017
Accompanied by the harmonic dance of the sea, I stated my words freely, "You are my treasure my love." At first you were startled, like a man sinking in a pool of confusing words. You didn't quite comprehend what I had said. But I was there to make you understand, to make you feel valuable like the ball of ruby bading its goodbye before our sight. I have nothing to give except the love you receive. You are silent as if a gust of wind whispering through my ears. I continued, "How can I ask for more? If I'll be with you forevermore. I may not be a colorful butterfly when I entered your life, yet we complete each other. We fit together." At some point, it hits you. I don't know why. You looked down with guilt and shame. My love, you haven't done anything wrong.  Why did the warm hue of the sky suddenly transformed into a cold tint that freezes time? You raised your chin with uneasiness on your hazy breath. Somehow, your smile went sad, your face gave an impression so blue. I tried to cheer myself up, but I couldnt. Because we are ONE.  Yes my love, we are one.

Sighing upon the crystallized waves of the sea, you spoke on a voice so deep, "My love, I do not own a diamond. I can not also afford a mansion for us to sleep in, even a bed that is soft and comfortable as a feather. Iam never your knight in shining armor. Apologies, my love, I can't provide your purse with thousands of money, nor possess a lot of business to sustain our needs. Yes! I do love you. But I don't see any righteous reasons for you to treat me as your treasure."

I reached for your cheeks to tell you a secret. With a single touch of my palm, you became courageous and unafraid. You gulped all your saliva like you finally accepted yourself. The sun sailed away and the last sunlight struck your face. Our eyes did not break its communication. You detached my hand from your cheeks, kissing it while I was searching for words. Nothing. No words escape my mouth because everything has been said. That specific moment holding us. A stare that convinces you not to look behind the mask. Your wistful smile seeks for an answer, and you seek for the truth. So, I had concluded. For the truth might soothe you. My voice began to shiver, trembling.  I was choking from my intense emotions that burnt my insides. I tried to hold it back, but that tamed angelic face of yours, made me realize that you're the only thing I couldn't resist. As I expressed what my heart was singing to me, beads of water initiates to descend under my mystical eyes.

I told you my cherished words, "My love, you have them all. You gave them all to me. Diamonds. Everytime I will soar to your majestic eyes, I can see million of diamonds shine. Although we don't have any comfy bed to slumber in, the night's worth it. Just to be close to your loving arms. Yes, indeed you are right. You're never my knight in shining armor, because you're my king and I'm your queen. Lastly, we may not have the assets to be very busy at just to earn and feed ourselves,  but we have the sea, the hills, the sunrise and sunset. Just a glimpse at any of those fulls my stomach with joy for days. Plus, you may not put sufficient cash on my purse, but just a photograph of yours makes it more then enough. My love, can't you see?  You are everything to me. You are my treasure."
To love and be loved

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