A sweet Poem

I want to wear my hair in a messy bun, and eat ice cream out of a cone and take pretty pictures of carnival rides and flowers and the sea of salt that I adore so much. I want to stay up late, drinking coffee and playing video games,and building forts out of old sheets. I want to dress up with out reason, and dance to my favorite songsand read every book I own. I want to tell everyone in the world how beautiful they are and how much they deserve. I want to visit all the places I spent my days wile I was young, and tell stories about how much i have changed since then. I want to laugh and laugh until it feels as though my lungs might burst. I want to live each day like it has a purpose, beacause each day does.