Always texting first. Always making a effort. Always last to know. Always the one who isn't doing anything right. Always the loser.
I want to not make such a huge effort, and let all of it come naturally. But if I stopped trying so hard. no one would reach out to me. I would be left behind In a corner, Crying to myself.
So don't you dare say that I need to "chill" Because you don't know ****