dear nature,

i sometimes get soo pissed i swear i could move mountains if they dare stay in my way... then i remember that the mountains were there for me to protect me in times of need...
and that i'm most likely PMS-ing again...
and that the mountains were probably just hungry...
and i start to chill...
and realise i might've over reacted a bit (okay...maybe a bit more than i like to admit [yes...even to myself] but shhh don't tell anyone)
and i start feeling sorry for some things i said...some things i wish i would've done...

aaaand, even though i'm a sea-person through and through, i'm head over heels with my stubborn, hot as hell mountains...
and that's a fact...

oh...and mountains, if you by any chance read this, i know you don't usually do this, but do come home to me...or else i'm gonna reach out to settle this...behind closed doors...

xoxo