Yawn.
My insecurities are staggering, sometimes.
My hair, my face, my clothes, my voice, sometimes it all just feels wrong.
Lately I'm not sure if I'm capable of loving anyone. Myself included. And I feel so bad about it, but Lex just doesn't seem like the one for me right now.
I'm getting used to Madelaine's, again. That's a good thing, at least. I always have a home with her.
My hair, my face, my clothes, my voice, sometimes it all just feels wrong.
Lately I'm not sure if I'm capable of loving anyone. Myself included. And I feel so bad about it, but Lex just doesn't seem like the one for me right now.
I'm getting used to Madelaine's, again. That's a good thing, at least. I always have a home with her.