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fears. posted on: Monday, Jan. 15, 2007 at 9:16 pm |
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Pick, pick, pick, it's always pick fucking pick with the results, isn't it? What more do they want? I try so fucking hard to be perfect all the time and it's not even worth it. In case you didn't guess, I feel upset now, because this is the only parents' evening where my parents have been disappointed in me. In my whole life. Can you imagine how that feels? I miss you. I need you here with me. You're the only person I ever want around when I cry. Because you think I'm perfect anyway, don't you? That stuff doesn't matter, does it? Out of everyone I know, every single person, you're the only one that I can imagine loving me just as I am. Not a bit more of this or a bit less of that. Just as I am. The only one that doesn't hurt me. Because you love me and I love you and that is all. |
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