Thursday, September 29, 2011


I get bothered. People bother me. I try really hard to be nice, but it's not possible.
My feelings get hurt, and yeah I cry.
Sometimes I wish I was on the top of the world and was popular and never insecure.
But, I'm not.

And, it's okay.

I can't always have what I want or think I deserve.
Other people beat me and have more talent than me.
But, it's okay. It makes the world more eventful and exciting.

But do you know what's special?
When you fall in love with the boy who has so many girls after him, and he chooses you.

I feel so special.

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