cc:love

An open letter to myself.

I get genuinely excited when I begin to think that someone out there is the perfect crazy for me. It forces me to smile because I am just enough crazy for them too. Like, this girl will smile and accept all my imperfections and will cherish my idiosyncrasies where others didn't even give me the time of day. I certainly don't know a lot about love, ahem, my romantic life can attest for that, but I feel as though a big part of it is acceptance and growth. Trying to make one another the best possible versions of themselves. That's why for a while I'm done with goals and aspirations. I just want to be the best possible me, whatever that means to me. Expanding my consciousness and awareness and allowing myself to receive love seems like a good place to start. Right now, I have a hell of a time accepting a simple compliment without trying to put myself down at the same time; automatically downplaying that person's compliment. I have room to grow and I'm not getting any younger. I need to change, no, I have to change. <3