Everyone is worthy of love, and being treated exactly how they should be treated. Remember in primary/elementary school when you were told always treat others how you would like to be treated? Why does that stop when we become teenagers? And we even disregard it as adults. Why?! Isn't it more important the older you get? There's been a few things on my mind of late that have made me question why we tell ourselves that we aren't worthy of love. You deserve to be loved fiercely. You deserve to be loved by a man/woman who knows how to love hard. But most importantly, you deserve to be loved by yourself. This post is more about allowing other people to love you, but I totally believe that you can't let other people fully and unconditionally until you love yourself wholly.   I also believe that love is a two way street, so although someone loves you this much, but you must love them just as much (or more, if possible). You deserve to be loved by someone that looks at you like you're made of magic, shimmering magic. You deserve to be loved by someone who's ideal date is centred around you, little to no clothing, the kind of soul-fu*#ing that happens when you intertwine your limbs and you have no care about anything else going on in the world at that moment. You deserve to be loved by someone who wants to know every single detail about you, from your insecurities, fears, likes, worries, doubts, and loves you even more because of them. You deserve someone who worships you. You deserve someone who can't not love you. You deserve someone who truly cares about how your day went and knows exactly what to do when you've had a tough one. You deserve someone who allows you to feel that way, but not all the time because you're better than those negative feelings. You deserve someone who is so in love with you that jealousy is completely out of the question because the level of trust between the two of you is unbreakable. You deserve someone who will open up your world for you, and you will gladly do the same for them. You are worthy and deserve love.

Now, if only I could tell myself this...