Food – that I’ll go crazy over, I don’t eat for sustenance, I eat because the food makes me happy. I suppose that’s why I don’t eat a lot, not a lot of food makes me happy now.
Friends – friends who love me, Who love every part of me, who don’t try to change me to fit their own definition of perfect.
Friends who make me happy but are there when I get upset and I start to cry over nothing.
Friends who let me spend what little money I have on them.
Friends who don’t leave me second-guessing my stand in their lives.
Friends who let me know they care about me.
Alcohol – not the type that burns your throat, that too but not all the time, because sometimes when life gets overwhelming, a little pain will help ground me.
The sweet type so I don’t know when I start to get tipsy.
But cold, always cold.
Chocolate – chocolate in any form, skin that looks like chocolate on a friend? Even better.
Chocolate makes me oh so happy and when I find a drink that goes along with it, I’ll be extremely happy.
Chocolate cake with butter icing on it? Leave me to my sugar rush.
Ice-cream and Frozen yogurt – I hate brain freeze a whole lot but it’s a small price to pay for creamy deliciousness. Ice cream with chocolate in it? Frozen yogurt with fruits I love in it? Love. Unadulterated love b.
Cars – I don’t know a lot about cars, I never pretend to, I know just enough not to be stranded on the road but put me behind the wheels of a car and I’m ecstatic, I’m happy, I want to just take off, it’s mostly because I love speed, I love speed because of the thrill, the need to remember I’m alive and have something set my heart off.
New messages from someone I like – it feels almost as good as chocolate, almost as good as a cold drink, talking about nothing even, I just want to talk to them.
Family – there are some bonds that are unexplainable, you don’t have to like your family, you can love them because they’re family, but the people they are might make you not like them and honestly that’s fine.
I like my family as individuals on some days I can’t bring myself to love them because of whatever might be going on in my head and then on days I don’t like them because of something they might have done to me, I love them because they’re family.
Books – how else can I run away from my life?
Songs – how else can I go deep into my mind to hide and pretend everything is fine?
My bed – half of my day is spent in it, i have to love it.
Photos – because videos might show how shitty you really felt at the moment it was captured but pictures don’t really do that.
I love memories too.
They give me a false sense of peace and hope.
Videos – haha, because friends and family are precious and at 2am while I’m in my bed I want to remember you saying you love me while you stole my food that time.
Sad movies – everyone needs a good cry.
Clouds – the sun setting, the sun rising. So many beautiful colors
Beauty that makes my heart skip a beat.
Hugs – they make almost everything alright.
Writing – how else can I convince you I know and remember who I am?