I Fear, I Wish, I Love

WARNING: May get really personal and emotional. I apologize in advance if you were looking for some humor. (But then again.)

I wish that people knew the real me. Yeah, I write about what I think about certain things and fangirl on just about every attractive human being on the planet. But no one really understands or knows my story. I probably told one person everything I ever felt about myself or others. The first time I did that I wrote it on the paper and mysteriously lost it in on the streets of New York City. So even a complete stranger probably knows my deepest secrets.

I thought I tell you what I fear, what I wish, and what I love. I may not tell you all my deepest secrets, but at least you’ll get to know me a little better. Even if you already classified me as a ranting fashion blogger that’s in love with Darren Criss. Continue reading “I Fear, I Wish, I Love”


Dear Future Boyfriend,

People probably think this is sad that I’m writing a letter to a person I don’t know yet. They probably are laughing behind my back because they think its pathetic for a person to write to someone that doesn’t exist, that might not exist.

I just want you to laugh and think it was adorable of me for writing this and say “Hey, I’m here now. I wonder if I’m just as great as you wanted me to be.”

I don’t need you to be perfect. No one is perfect. I don’t mind imperfection. I don’t mind baggage because everyone has a suitcase or two. I’ll be understanding and I won’t judge. Just hope you do the same. I hope you’re there to listen and comfort for me when the time is right.

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