Sometimes you just want to feel a little special...
Just a bit seen. A small gesture. A touch. A smile. Eyes that look at you like you're still meaningful.
Maybe it's just my ego dangling by a thread. Maybe a feminine want holding on after always being the weird girl/woman.
At least within the emptiness there's room to shine and dance. At least my imagination and curiosity do not fail. I'd rather live in the artistic torment of the love I never received, than in dreams that never came true 🖤
Maybe it's just my ego dangling by a thread. Maybe a feminine want holding on after always being the weird girl/woman.
At least within the emptiness there's room to shine and dance. At least my imagination and curiosity do not fail. I'd rather live in the artistic torment of the love I never received, than in dreams that never came true 🖤






