I'm asking simple "what's your favorite..." questions, and your answers have so much substance. I love it.
In brief news, Caleb is back home on his two week leave. Lauren (Caleb's Lauren) is staying for awhile. Logan and Nick came over. I built a pillow fort. Nick is sleeping in it. Everyone else is asleep now. (it's 5am), except me.
I'm in bed texting you-probably-know-who.
I'm in limbo.
Good night/morning.
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You know what I want? What I really want in a person?
Someone who doesn't idolize me. Someone who treats me like a regular person.
I don't want to be treated like a princess.
I really kinda fucking hate even mentioning this because it sounds so narcissistic, conceited, what-have-you. But do you want to know how many people (men / boys) have called me their muse? A goddess? It's cute and sweet and I accept it as a great compliment, but I am not that. I am human. I exist on nothing but this physical, human plane. Would someone just treat me as such? I mean, I like feeling special sometimes to some people, but these people give me way too much credit.
What's wrong with me?
I am cursed.
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