People say they like talking to me, it brightens there day. I talk to myself all the time it normally does the complete opposite so I don’t know what they’re talking about.
(just kidding, maybe)
But seriously I’m not that cool, I know a billions of other who are way cooler than me, but they choose me to talk to the girl who is currently laying in bed snuggling with her cats, good choice.
It’s weird you always expect yourself to be better, prettier, or even smarter. You even pick yourself apart and break yourself down. (You don’t look at others that way and here’s a secret that don’t either.)