Just because something is beautiful does not mean it's desirable.
I've been feeling a little off lately. Broken at worst, flawed at best.
I pretend to be happy, and I believe it's a very convincing act.
I trust too much.
I trust the wrong people.
I'm too honest.
I don't care enough about what other people think about me.
I love too deeply.
I love too seldom.
I give too much to those who don't deserve it, and too little to those who do.
I'm too self-confident.
I need control.
I'm too persistent.
I expect too much of others.
I feel too much.
Nobody knows me.
