"Girls are trained to say, ‘I wrote this, but it’s probably really stupid.’ Well, no, you wouldn’t write a novel if you thought it was really stupid. Men are much more comfortable going, ‘I wrote this book because I have a unique perspective that the world needs to hear.’ Girls are taught from the age of seven that if you get a compliment, you don’t go, ‘Thank you’, you go, ‘No, you’re insane.’"
"I will not be your “sometimes”."
I was happy for her. I really was. I’m the kind of girl that when someone tells me they ended a relationship, I actually tear apart. That’s how I see love. Like it is the only hope for people. So yeah, I was happy. But seing her with him everyday destroyed me inside. Made me sad. Cuz it Reminded me that I don’t have this kind of love. And that sucks. I’m looking for a love like this my whole life. And there it was, in front of me, happening. And I didn’t have it. So that’s why I’m sad. If you so do wanted to know. Cuz you have everything I don’t and the one thing I can’t buy. So I keep buying this huge amount of clothes to fill it in this empty space inside me. And I keep acting like it doesn’t bother me when I couldn’t be sadder. And now the only thing it was good in my life - no anxiety -, will come back. Man, I’m so fucked up. Wish I was those kind of people who are happy with nothing.
I have a bag full of clothes and a stomach full of good food. But then again I have a heart full of misery, a head full of futulity and nothing to show. Just wanted to be interesting so I could soulve the heart problem.
I have a car full of people, a cigarrete full of weed. But then again I have no one who truly cares about me besides my parents.