Part time pin-up, part time mermaid. Vintage (20's-60's) obsessed with a penchant for cats and horses. 20 years old with no idea of what lies ahead. Focusing on learning to love myself. Living in Vancouver, Canada and forever dreaming about the UK.
My Dear, the problem is that you love him so much that you would allow him to drag you all the way to Hell if it meant you could hold his hand on the way down.
I will always prefer to love someone wholly, and refuse to attract the love that isn’t entirely dedicated to me. This is because I’m insecure at nights, I’m unloved in my darkest times, and I have always wished for extremes of everything. My soul burns if it is ignited, my soul is ice cold, if it’s fed with harsh behaviour. I’m no ‘in between’. I am no ‘maybe’. I am no ‘probably’. I am either a solid 'yes’ or a solid 'no’ because I have been built up in such a fashion. My body and my soul has burnt for a lot of people who have only warmed their hands and watched me fade into ashes. I have loved enough people to realise that a person like me deserves the full in everything, and in love I will never fall for something that falls short of my expectations. I will never love someone in fragments, I will never love someone when it’s convenient. I will burn for the person and I would expect the other to burn for me too.
