I guess you can classify me as a closet dreamer.
I am realistic, on the verge of pessimistic, during the day and this is how anyone who knows me is likely to describe me. I don't hide my opinion, I don't hope for things that are unrealistic, I don't have time for other peoples' bullshit. However, when I'm sitting alone, and I finally stop running from one place to another, I wonder what it would be like to be Cinderella. Or the antagonist in the book I just finished reading, who's life isn't anything elaborate.. she has a pet hamster and a little apartment.. but she has this amazing boyfriend, and another gorgeous suitor. If only that was my problem. I wonder about finding someone I can stand and who actually likes being in my company enough to decide they want to deal with me permanently. At this age, I don't think I'm supposed to know what any of this is really like.
Well, I mean I guess a beautiful admirer could happen, however the latter is not something you find now. I don't believe many people find their true love before they have grown fully into the person they want to be, and I know I'm not done growing yet. I believe everyone needs to learn how to be alone, how to stand up and face the world without a shoulder to lean on. Until we are capable of this how can we function in love and a relationship?

And so we all carry on, holding our heads up and smiling even if it sucks. I know I will until some confused man decides they want me to be an element in their forever. I hope you do too. And I hope you can keep that smile knowing one day it will be your turn, rushing this makes you look like a fool and is incapable of ending with anything good. Today, you will be your own hero.
- xx, Kelly.
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