Rhye - Open
Oh I know you’re faded, but stay.
I may be basically good, human, loving, but I am also more than that, imaginatively dual, complex, an illusionist. I only feel close to people who arouse my energy, who make enormous demands of me, who are capable of enriching me with experience, pain, people who do not doubt my courage, or my toughness. People who do not believe me naive or innocent, but who challenge my keenest wisdom, who have the courage to treat me like a woman in spite of the fact that they are aware of my vulnerability.
And this is dangerous
cause’ I want you so much
But I hate your guts
Such a good show AHHHhHHH.
I’ve been trying to practice the art of peacefulness—of knowing myself and finding simple comforts. I never thought it would become easy, but it was such a simple concept to settle into. I’ve allowed myself to feel the sun on my shoulders and the of grass beneath my feet—but really feel it, in a sort of cheesy Walt Whitman way.
Above all, I accept.