What is the point of friendship?
honestly wish i was prettier. i occasionally feel the need to be funny and stuff and i mean i guess i am a nice person and i give sooo much just to make up for it i guess in a way? idk. but i wonder what attracts people to me cuz i know my looks are sub-par
never learned how to know when to let go. never willlll.
sometimes when you’re feeling low and lonely and the weight of the world seems to be on your shoulders, it’s like life’s unfair because it’s not something you asked for to constantly battle every day it’s like what if you wanted to simply be a blade of grass effortlessly flowing in an open field or a bird; seeing the world and soaring above all the troubles of the world below, nothing can touch you. I wish i could be like that. I didn’t ask for thiss