Not About Love...
Hi Im Alaya.

19, Pretend Poet, Taurus, New Yorker.

Went to the Metropolitan Museum the other day with @daydreamindoodle favorite place in the world (at The Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York)

ph. Petra Collins

I shouldn’t have to entertain everyone who’s intrested in me.
I’m allowed to have a type and a standard.
I hate when someone likes me and I feel like I need an excuse for i don’t like them back.

Like with Christian.

I let him kiss me because I felt I didn’t have a good excuse for not letting him.

I want a click.

I want someone to look at me and think I’m wonderful.
There’s nothing wrong with two people thinking the others wonderful.

I should have to compromise that.

I know I’m not the most beautiful or the most smart.
I don’t have my shit together
And I can be overly opinionated.
I get it, I’m just sorta average
But to Christian I wasn’t average.

I think that’s why I want him as a friend. Cause he sees me.
He sees something there.
I don’t want to loose that.

I don’t want to ruin a good impression with kisses and titles.

It almost feels like if someone likes me too much I don’t want to screw that up for myself.

I’m not sure what my point is anymore so I guess I’ll just stop talking

Okay whatever


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