whimsygypsywitch

[whimsygypsywitch]

I never liked the color pink. I only ever favored this awfully specific shade that was pale and fell just short of peach. It never made sense to me because I do not like pink and I do not look good next to pastel colors. However, I insisted, and I still insist to stand by this color and ask it to be part of my palette. I let go of the blues. Baby, which I always knew would clash with my reds, and a sky that I let go of very easily, because I see it every day, everywhere. I used to think I saw this pink in dainty women with light hair and a soft aesthetic, but they were missing something. Just a touch of peach, that I do not mind tasting when I am hungry. When the color I hate is too vibrant. Or maybe pink is what they’re missing. I never cared for oranges. I thought maybe I found them in virgos or motherly figures, but they just didn’t seem as comforting as that pink. 

People proceed to say nobody likes me, but if they cared to ask they would understand I never liked anyone in the first place. I won’t say I can paint a picture without seeing the undertones but I can see the muddy colors they make on the surface. I take what people say, with a grain of salt, because all they expose are shallow parts of themselves so why should I feel it so deeply? Sometimes I can’t tell if it is them or if I am colorblind to myself. Sometimes I imagine the colors just fine but other times they are a different tone and I question my own hue. I know that I am not soft like pink, and I'm no neutral, like baby blue. I clash with bold colors, yet those are my favorite to look at. There is something thrilling about standing in a gallery that I do not belong in. All these colors that stick out so beautifully, making people think of better times, 

Some people get addicted to drugs, or alcohol, and other substances, but I get addicted to people. Jump back and forth across the fence, I get scratched everytime. Every now and then I get stuck on the top, and the ground scares me. I could fall into a dive at the sky, where all these pastel colors float so seamlessly about, something I don't do very well. On the other ground I could drown in all the bold harsh colors that would eat me alive. 

I see pink when I see her.

[whimsygypsywitch]

this is my first post, I thought these pictures of the sunset that were pretty colors in my glasses were worth the post.