Euphonizing Myself

Some may call me naive, but I really just prefer to call it realistically optimistic.

Some may call me stupid, but I really just prefer to call it taking a chance.

Some may call me promiscuous, but I really just prefer to call it non-judgemental.

Some may call me open-minded, but I really just prefer to call it broadly cultured.

Some may call me undignified, but I really just prefer to call it humbly honest.

Some may call me bitchy, but I really just prefer to call it blatantly straightforward.

Some may call me foolish, but I really just prefer to call it being in love.

Because really, life is about how I look at it.

If I am to just bite on the lemon and not take the salt, I will remain bitter.

But when I do calm myself down long enough to take a swipe of salt, I know I would rather be optimistic.

Pessimism is nevertheless an essential part of life.

Although when the tears have filled five buckets and the idea of escapism seems plausible, it’s time to fucking wake up…

And realise there is more to life than your ex.