But I will never really tell anyone this because there should be a reason why everyone is doing things and meeting new people and I’m just here, a reminder perhaps at the back of their minds.
I think I want things. I want things that no one can give me because my mind is all perfect and things like that just don’t exist. I don’t think wherever I am, I will change, and my mind will change
I think I will always be this. Always wanting to go out, meet new people, be happy with how I look, be truly excited and not just to hide jealousy.
I want no curfew; I want unlimited amounts of money. I want the smiles and I want to smile. I want to love and I want to be loved. I want someone to message me just so and I want no one to get bored of me