I sometimes hate that I care so much.. my heart is literally the softest thing. I hate that I care so easily and sometimes that comes back to bite me, but sometimes it’s doesnt. I just want someone to love me for me and realize that I’m weird, crazy, protective, easily jealous, but I’m the most loving person ever. I will never leave or give up even during the roughest of times... why can’t anyone just love me for that? Why can’t anyone accept me for that?