She deserves love, even if she is the one who has the most trouble believing it.
If you love her, you will tell her she’s acting silly when she complains about how much weight she has gained or how messy her hair looks. You will encourage her to wear what she wants, because she looks good in anything.
I’m only keeping to myself because I’m worried about saying the wrong thing and looking like an idiot — but other people will assume I’m being bitchy when I’m really just feeling insecure.
There will always be a part of me that wonders whether you wish you were with someone else.
We take everything personally. We make everything about ourselves, which is ironic, considering that we think so low of ourselves.
I never realize I’m hurting people because I think so low of myself. I can’t imagine anyone being upset about losing me. I can’t imagine anyone caring that much about me.
I want to hear that you long for my hug, my touch, my fingers. I am in constant need of reassurance not because I keep forgetting you are there but because my thoughts say you might leave me hanging anytime.
Insecurity is taking twenty selfies in a row and deleting every single one.
Don’t date someone who makes you feel like you are annoying, like spending time with you requires effort, like you are hard to love.
They struggle to see their worth. They have no idea how smart and sweet and strong they are, because they only see the worst in themselves.