Do I hate myself or what I feel?
I can't think it, or feel it, because then I will be selfish.
But it's almost like love languages...
How can you blame them for what does and does not make them feel loved?
How can you be upset with someone, even though you tried hard, if they can't help it that what you did doesn't make them very happy? They aren't unappreciative, but they aren't "thrilled."
What do you do when you're in that situation?
I dreamed about it my whole life. I didn't want much.
A pretty dress maybe, music, and my friends.
The bigger dreams exist, but that's not what I would have asked for.
Was it so sweet?
It was sweet.
It was too sweet.
It was bittersweet.
It was lonely.
 MistressAquarius · Sun Nov 27, 2011 @ 05:53pm · 0 Comments |
