it's hard not to fit in in the country you were born in. two more months and my ties to this country are loosened. it doesn't seem real. it seems like a fairy tale. it seems like i will wake up and none of this will happen.

i want to leave forever. i want to leave and not look behind. i know it's hard to understand. a lot of times i don't understand myself.

all i know is there's a big big world out there; there's got to be one place that i can call my home.

radical_abacus

It's impossible to talk to me about beauty standards. It really and truly is. I am a woman who finds beauty, physical beauty, in just about everyone. All it takes is a pair of gorgeous brown eyes, or a smile wide enough to melt your heart, or a pair of well-kept strong hands, or feet with incredible arches. All it takes is a deep voice with an accent or a strong sweep of shoulders or a thick beard or thick black hair. Glasses, also, are a specific weakness of mine. One physically attractive thing...

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