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it’s the matter of perspective

it’s the matter of perspective

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I had tried really hard to please people that I loved, gave them what they wanted, did what they said, because I was so fucking afraid to lose them.

But after all I did, they eventually left. No matter how hard I tried, it was never good enough. Never enough. To make them stay. They left.

So, I just moved on. And decided to be myself, always be myself. I don’t want to lose myself trying to please someone else, because in the end, if things went wrong I’ll have nothing but myself.

This is me, you take it or leave it. Win win.

And now,

I got this someone where I can be myself around him, how retarded, random, pervert, moody, bitchy, and he seems okay with that. I am really grateful with all his acceptance.

I started fall for him, hard. I get to this point when I can’t stand the idea of losing him.

Am I good enough to make him stay?

Insecure.

As simple as that.

This is me, you take it and please don’t leave me. Win win.

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"Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand."
Sylvia Plath  (via asdfghjkllove)

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