could you love the girl who is disliked by everyone? her friends grow tired of her once in a while and by once in a while i mean every single waking day. you couldn’t love her—you shouldn’t love her. she has nothing to offer, nothing to give to you. she only buffers throughout the day, internally left to suffer. could you love the girl that is sticky like maple syrup, but not corrupt? the girl who craves bleach because she is empty and needs something to fill her shrunken stomach. i get it, no one likes her, so why should you?
you know, maybe sometimes being liked is quite a joyous thing.