brace yourself for the emo
Sometimes I feel like a complete fraud in my own damn life. Like I'm not as smart or pretty or whatever people think I am. And sure, it's probably just insecurity, but sometimes I really do feel like they've got me all wrong. Like it's all a lie and I'm really dumb and insignificant, and they've just been giving me the benefit of the doubt all along. And what then? What if I'm not as _____ as they think I am? What happens when they realize it?
I've never really needed people all that much. I prefer not to let people get too close until I'm sure they're not going to fuck me over emotionally/physically/mentally/etc., a decision that's saved my emotional/physical/mental/etc. ass more than once, but there are some people that I really do care about. Their opinions actually matter to me. I want to be that person they think I am and it scares me that I'm not sure that I can make myself be that person. Sometimes, it's almost as if I hate myself because I feel like I'm not even a person that I'd like were I someone else.
Yea, sure, I'll get on that prozac now, thanks.
I miss you, Austin.
I've never really needed people all that much. I prefer not to let people get too close until I'm sure they're not going to fuck me over emotionally/physically/mentally/etc., a decision that's saved my emotional/physical/mental/etc. ass more than once, but there are some people that I really do care about. Their opinions actually matter to me. I want to be that person they think I am and it scares me that I'm not sure that I can make myself be that person. Sometimes, it's almost as if I hate myself because I feel like I'm not even a person that I'd like were I someone else.
Yea, sure, I'll get on that prozac now, thanks.
I miss you, Austin.