found this on a web that i was leisurely browsing through.
i want this. i cannot fathom why i want this. i am supposed to be an independent 20 years old. but sadly i am not. deep down i am still that little girl with pigtails waiting for someone to hold my hand dearly and tell me that everything is going to be alright. regardless and nevertheless.
i want love that tucks me to bed and kisses me on the forehead saying bon nuit.
i want to feel safe. secure. and liberated.
i cannot stop thinking maybe in every adult lies a kid that cannot come up to the surface because that kid is drowned in the expectations that society has.
the water is so deep. that kid is soaked. drowned. breathless.
i definitely have a 5 years old in me that still smiles happily as i spoon nutella straight from the jar.
and it is fine to do so.
yes it is.
a little chocolate does not hurt anyone.
Posted by B at 11:14