|After a good lesson:||OMG I LOVE EVERYTHING! Hi Hey hello everyone oh I love your hair wow can I clean the barn omg maybe ill clean the house after im done and WHOA LETS GIVE THE CARS A WASH and wow these flowers look so pretty and I feel like singing and dancing in a meadow of rainbows and omg I just love life!|
|after a bad lesson:||no one fucking talk to me unless you want your head disconnected from your body.|
do you remember the first time you were called annoying?
how your breath stopped short in your chest
the way the light drained from your eyes, though you knew your cheeks were ablaze
the way your throat tightened as you tried to form an argument that got lost on your tongue.
your eyes never left the floor that day.
you were 13.
you’re 20 now, and i still see the light fade from your eyes when you talk about your interests for “too long,”
apologies littering every other sentence,
words trailing off a cliff you haven’t jumped from in 7 years.
i could listen to you forever, though i know speaking for more than 3 uninterrupted minutes makes you anxious.
all i want you to know is that you deserve to be heard
for 3 minutes
for 10 minutes
for 2 hours
there will be people who cannot handle your grace, your beauty, your wisdom, your heart;
mostly because they can’t handle their own.
but you will never be
and have never been
this kills me every time because this is me