Love by the Moon
Serena. 18. Peace. Art. Music. College. Wisconsin. Labels are for soup cans.

Need this jar

I was dying to
hear
someone say

that I didn’t need
to try so hard to be perfect,
that I was enough
and
it was okay.

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verticulars:

I think my parents consider me to be a god. Because they always ask me ridiculous questions that I don’t have the answer to.