how is it possible for you to love me? i'm nothing like you. i'm a very particular type. or at least i think so. you tell me i'm beautiful, but i guess i'm not used to people thinking that. i'm used to the laughter and the bullying, not the conversation and compliments. it's a weird adjustment, and i don't know if i'll ever really make the adjustment. i mean, my confidence rises and falls, it fluctuates. it changes as fast as the wind, but somehow you're always there. supporting me and making sure i'm okay. thank you for that. it means the world to us former losers be cared about by someone like you. especially you.
YOU ARE READING
i feel
Thơ cathis is kinda gonna be like where i drop some feels and idk whatever i feel like writing
