Monday, May 11, 2015

I wish I was someone's favourite person. I wish there was someone who could be proud of me. I wonder what it feels like to be liked by someone as a friend and that person would be extremely proud of you and your achievements (or lack thereof) and you're the only person that person is so insanely proud of. From the bottom of their hearts.

Sometimes I think this and then I realized I should probably try to make myself a more worthy person instead of dreaming it.

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