To be loved, would be the greatest thing.
Recently, I’ve been pretty self absorbed. Basking in the glory that I am doing pretty well on my own, not needing to share my feelings and just being pleased that at that point in my life I can comfortably say “I love myself” followed by an unspoken sigh of relief.
With that pride I instilled upon myself, and validated on my behalf, I started getting ahead of myself. The superiority complex that…
Hello. 2017 is coming to an end in 2 hours and this serves as a reminder of all that has happened this year. 2017 has truly been a good year, it has shaped me in many ways I did not expect it would. As much as I would write this as a literary masterpiece, I know I can’t. So, I will present my 2017 in a list (and without proof reading). People I’m thankful for: My Family (almost) everyone!!! Thank…
people talking to me: why are you so morose, you seem so cold and distant???
me@myself: oh, they really do think I am a real person…
ok but do you understand how exhausting it is for me to never get a break from me
pls kill all men who yell at girls from cars
A lotta men you know would be dead. Surprise
I love surprises
is anyone else insecure as hell and seriously worried that no one will ever fall in love with them or is that just a me problem
