on being 21
maybe I'm not enough for anybody, not even for me maybe nobody is enough for me maybe I have ridiculous standards about people and the only people who meet them don't want me maybe I don't like myself most days but I can't change that maybe I'm an introvert with the need of social acception to feel alright maybe this is all there is maybe this is the best I can do maybe I'm tired of being myself maybe nobody cares, only when I'm okay lately I've been feeling like this, only to realize I've felt like this for a long time. I don't know why. and I never felt the need to share these kind of feelings with anyone in the past, not even with my ex-boyfriend. maybe because I thought he wouldn't understand. because nobody does in reality. not because I'm a special snowflake, but because I can't even understand myself, so how can others? and I always hurt people. I'm always fucking things up when they're alright. that's