sleep, please find me.
I’m the best. Understanding. Alone.
I feel beautiful, smart, accomplished and loved. Other days, like this one, I feel like a piece of shit, not worthy of your time or anyone elses, not progressing or going anywhere. I hate how easy some people make it seem. I just want to be happy and feel the way I do when i’m with you, not just 3 times a month. I’m such a girl sometimes.