You and I are not “options.” We are people.
Secretly, you wonder if you’re emotionally unvailable because you are exhausted from loving too hard and loving too much with too many wrong people.
Because our breasts get in the way of the microphone, and having them slam into the mic stand is not only painful, but also dangerous.
Even if the cold weather gives us permanent “resting bitch face,” we are some of the friendliest girls around.
You sometimes have questionable ingredients, but I don’t care – who doesn’t love a little mystery?
You feel so numb, yet everything hurts all over.
A person who is worth it will fight with you. They will fight with you because they know that the things worth having in life require the most work.
Sometimes I wonder if I loved too hard in the past and that I kind of just used it all up, like a tank of gas.
What is actually stopping you from just dropping everything that you don’t want to do and following the fear instead?
In reality, no one really cares more about you than yourself.