The only thing I look forward to is going back to bed at night. I don't have anything to look forward to. I have no purpose. I can't find happiness. People may think I'm happy, that I'm fine, but I'm not, I'm just good at pretending.
Yep. Always that girl that likes that guy she had zero chances with. You knew, fake smile. He thinks you're alright, but you're not...and you're always afraid to tell him that you like him because you're afraid you'll be his second choice, like everyone else, and no matter what he's told you before, no matter how many times he helps you through the harder times, you're his second choice...and it hurts.