Wonderment...
I wonder what defines a decent person? Is it that they're honest no matter what the situation? Or is that they don't want to hurt your feelings? Maybe, in a darker light, it's they don't kill people. Physically, not emotionally. I consider myself a decent person and I wonder why I get treated like crap when it comes to relationships...and sometimes friendships.
I can't say it doesn't hurt. It does. A lot. I'm fighting with all my might not to dwell on it. Unfortunately, it's caused my appetite to be suppressed. I have way too much energy that even running can't get rid of. I have a strong feeling I won't be sleeping tonight.
And you know what? None of this is my fault. But somehow I feel like there's something wrong with me as a person. Somehow I'm not good enough. There's always a better model. One that looks better. One who's there at every whim. (Sorry I have a normal job and I'm not in school.) I take care of my body for the most part.
I just wish I knew why.
I'm going to try and get some sleep, but I have a feeling Snow White's going to be companion tonight. Too much in this little brain of mine.
I can't say it doesn't hurt. It does. A lot. I'm fighting with all my might not to dwell on it. Unfortunately, it's caused my appetite to be suppressed. I have way too much energy that even running can't get rid of. I have a strong feeling I won't be sleeping tonight.
And you know what? None of this is my fault. But somehow I feel like there's something wrong with me as a person. Somehow I'm not good enough. There's always a better model. One that looks better. One who's there at every whim. (Sorry I have a normal job and I'm not in school.) I take care of my body for the most part.
I just wish I knew why.
I'm going to try and get some sleep, but I have a feeling Snow White's going to be companion tonight. Too much in this little brain of mine.