If you can’t handle me at my worst, then you don’t deserve me at my best.
I’m a hopeless romantic. I want flowers and chocolates. I want dinner and movies. I want someone who can make me feel like anything is possible.
It’s one of those days when I feel happy, but I’m scared because that feeling could go away at any second.
I am ashamed of myself. All three boys I am dating only talk to me when they are drunk. What am I doing in life?
I thought I was okay, but then I listened to a sad love song and I started to cry.