Before falling in love with me, you must know about the constant meltdowns, and the nights of endless tears. You must know about my damaged heart, and my broken soul. Be aware that I never sleep at night, and sometimes I talk in my sleep. You must know about my need for your love, as well as my distant personality and constant fear of losing you. And know about my terrible fear of spiders, and the way I eat too fast for my own good.
But once you fall in love with that part of me, you can fall in love with my tender smile and warm embrace. You can fall in love with the way I’ll warm your hands in mine, and tickle your feet with my toes. You can fall in love with the way I’ll make you soup when you’re sick, and how I’ll kiss you when you get hurt. Fall in love with the way I laugh, and the soft spoken words of encouragement I’ll give to you. You can either fall in love with me as a whole, or not love me at all.
"My nightmares are usually about losing you."
Everything’s going to be so different when I come back. And that scares me.
"There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature."
I will always be grateful for where I’ve worked these past five years.
This place has brought so many amazing people into my life. I’ve had some truly amazing memories at work.
I’ve grown more than I thought I would because of a part-time job. I care about it more than I could have ever imagined.
"They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for."
Whoa, c’est la vie
Maybe something’s wrong with me
But whoa, at least I am free
"When you feel perpetually unmotivated, you start questioning your existence in an unhealthy way; everything becomes a pseudo intellectual question you have no interest in responding whatsoever. This whole process becomes your very skin and it does not merely affect you; it actually defines you. So, you see yourself as a shadowy figure unworthy of developing interest, unworthy of wondering about the world - profoundly unworthy in every sense and deeply absent in your very presence."