You&me..
You know that we were always funny in a car crash sort of way
I'm getting sick of this. Everything I seem to like begins to fall to pieces and what have I got to do about it. Nothing. I'm sick of feeling like every step I take is going to break me in half. I don't want sympathy from people who don't mean it, I want someone who can hug me and tell me I'll get through everything even when I'm sure I can't. The only thing I seem to good at is being a vegetarian, because it's been over a year. I said that only half-joking at track and someone told me that wasn't true, but really, what have I got? I can't help but feel inferior that I'm not half as good as the other girls on track. I'm not nearly as pretty as my friends, I'm not living to my full potential. All the time I'm wasting on this, I'm going to make myself better at the things I think I suck at, but really, what motivation do I really have anymore?
all I wanna do is look at you and know I'm okay
I'm keeping my fingers crossed for a good weekend. I need this.