"I love you because you're more of a trainwreck than me. You're a hott mess."
So I'm more of a mess than I realized. I'm pretty much just one giant disaster not even waiting to happen. I don't really think that I've hidden it that well anymore, because Abby told me last night I was not only a trainwreck, but a hott mess. Which I'm not doubting, or arguing with, and am also not offeneded. Because 'tis true, 'tis true. So either I'm coming off as more of a mess than I'd planned, or she just knows me really well. There are a lot of people like that, who know me really well, who know that I'm a mess. Like Josh, he knows. And a lot of my exes also.. *DIGRESSION*... But still I don't want to be a mess. Not only emotionally, but I have no coordination also. That's usually what people see me as being a mess, but I try to hide the rest. It doesn't always work so well, especially with my best friends. I hate that they worry about me. I know they do. Not all of them necesarily, but I know of some who do. I don't want to be worried about, I don't want people to think I'm not okay. Which, we all know I'm not, but I like to pretend to be. Lmao.
"You're like, the happiest person I know."
First off. HA. Second off, what the hell is this person thinking if I'M the happiest person they know? What kind of people do they know?! I don't understand why this person told me this. I was like "ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?" Honestly. I'm farther from happy than a lot of people. Well at least I was. And kind of still am. I'm a lot happier these days, though.
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