you might be the most perfect thing I’ve ever seen. and I can’t have you.
why would I believe I could have you in the first place?
im so naive its not even funny. I just sit here thinking everything will fall into place. yeah right.
I’m sick and tired of always being happy for other people. I want to be happy for myself for once.
This thought has crossed my mind way too many times for it to be healthy.
It’s actually fucking hilarious how useless I am.