No matter how bad you feel yourself, the worst thing there is is when you want to help someone else and you can't. You feel like you could if they'd just let you, but there's no way.
Theres no one person who could make everything better, long-term.
But showing a little bit of love gets you through the day.
"She's cute.. but you're way more beautiful anyways."
"I don't like that you wear makeup"
"You drive me crazy. Eat the fucking cookie and get on with it."
Friends like him is what I live for.
I will always be damaged, I think. At least it seems so now. I've forgotten there's anything called help. There isn't though, really. It's just a bunch of people who will never get it, because they don't understand what it's like to feel ugly all the time. It's just waiting for that one morning when you wake up and everything's better. Value the good days, moments.
People don't get it. We all think we're so happy, and I am, I am happy, when you see me, what you see of me. If I'd read this as someone else I'd be like "ppft.. yeah what's her problem.. she's got nothing to be sad about".
I don't know.. When I'm unhappy about something I can't change, I pretend that it's okay.
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