i know i'm confusing, i know i'm unfair and i know i'm a bitch and you know you're exactly the same. but this, right here, this thing i'm putting you through for the second time is me trying to prove something to myself. i know i'm not one of those pathetic girls that needs a boy to complete her happiness, but you just make my life so much better. you just make it easier to get out of bed in the mornings. i guess i never make any sense and i guess i'm accepting that, but i'm doing this so i can have try to depend on myself again, and make my friendships stronger, to try new things. (you falling out of love with me may happen, and that scares me.)
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