How can thoughts hurt so much when they aren't even physical?
I guess I'll never measure up to anyone's expectations. I surely don't measure up to what I'd like to be.
Lying - remembering beauty in truth.
I'm afraid to live and afraid to die.
one day I'll be old, without ever having really been young
They have accepted me as an individual, as a personality, as an entity. I belong! I am important! I am somebody!