I’m not exactly Miss Confidence. I busy myself with all kinds of activities and I do well in school and I try to look pretty but I still need someone to tell me I’m worthwhile. To show me attention. I don’t like it. I don’t like it at all...
Do you think someone can change? Like maybe in a year or two? Like, do you think if maybe two people aren’t right for each other right now, maybe they could be later?
It was hope that was the problem. Hoping feelings wouldn’t be hurt, hoping love would blossom, that was painful. But committing yourself to misery, that was just a dead feeling. It was pulling the Band-Aid and embracing the pain.