I'm torn between feeling beautiful...feeling that I am beautiful...and the person I see in photos or in the mirror. I don't feel like that person sometimes. I feel like so much more than that. I wish the world could see me the way I see me.
I don't expect, or even hope, to find anyone who appreciates me. I know people say you find what you look for, but honestly, I've been looking for years, and everyone who does appreciate me is not eligible. What else can I do? I've stopped caring what others think, but that doesn't stop me from wanting something more. It is possible to want without hope...I feel like such a pessimist. And the worst part is that all I'm thinking about is what anyone who read this would think. How awful is that? I hate it. I don't understand where these bad places I get into come from. It's so sudden too. I don't understand.
Going to a party at Josh's tonight. Not planning on drinking. Hopefully it'll make me feel better.
Don't give up
It's just the weight of the world
When your heart's heavy
I, I will lift it for you.
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