I like you and i know it's kind of pointless because
you could do a lot better than me (i dont mean this in a
self-pity kind of way it's just the truth of the
matter) and i know it wont go anywhere. but i cant help
holding on to the hope that possibly maybe there is a
chance you could maybe like me too
nmq
theyd be so upset, they'd wonder how im still here, how im still smiling. It's funny. The one who looks the happiest can be the one who's the most upset. The one that people take advantage of, use, hurt. Too many times to count. You don't know what happens in their life so stop it. stop judging them. they're breaking down because of you. Because of you. That feels good dosen't it?