This is my new favorite blog. Roxy describes things in ways I wish I could.
I WANT first kisses that make me crave seconds. Movies that spawn good sequels. Originals that leave me eager for remakes, but only if they’re good. Good like Corinne Bailey Rae’s cover of Razorlight’s Golden Touch good.
I WANT boys that pick out all of the pink Starbursts for me because they know that those are the only ones that matter. Boys that appreciate my quirks, my neurotic tendencies, and my scars. Especially my scars.
I WANT to have nights that last forever or at the very least, nights that feel like forever. Nights like the one where we chugged wine out of coffee mugs and stared up at the stars – content, drunk, and alive.
I WANT relationships that aren’t complicated, not even on Facebook. Phone calls returned promptly without three days of waiting by the phone. Friday night movie dates followed by goodnight kisses. Stability without predictability, because that would be boring.
I WANT love that doesn’t require falling into. Falling terrifies me. Besides, I’ve never been that good at picking myself back up.
I WANT to be the kind of girl who bossily asserts that she’s not that kind of girl. The kind who doesn’t wake up with bags under her eyes, mascara smeared everywhere as if she were still a kid who has yet to discover how to color inside the lines. The kind that knows the good guys from the bad guys.
I WANT to take risks. Talk to strangers, ride motorcycles, that sort of thing. A roller coaster type of life with more highs than lows, where the dips don’t actually make my stomach drop.
I WANT to get far away from this thing we call the real world. So far away that what I want starts seeming less like a fantasy and more like the real deal, closer to the realm of possibility than that far off alternate reality where most of my hopes and dreams seem to reside.
-Roxy
Everything she’s written resounds with me. It makes me want to be a better writer and it inspires me.
Ooooh, this is so lovely. Glad you shared it!