I'd like to be incapable of jealousy but more often than they do things don't go the way we'd like it to. Do people question themselves?
Am I less deserving? Do you?
Should I be contented living as an option? But it's not like I made anyone a priority, only because I choose not to. I choose not to because I know my place as an option. Does that make sense? Do people actually make choices like that?
Or I may have just been putting eggs in the wrong baskets.
I'm 20. Why am I so fucking needy.
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I pride myself in the wrong things.
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Heart for two, heart for two. If I said I love you, probably a little selfishly, is that still love?