I understand that
she looks better than me,
because I'm some sort of blob
with wires as hair.
I get that.
But
please,
she's an airhead
with bad taste in
music.
Can't
you
just accept me
as I am?
one of my
best friends said this to me as she was venting last night. It
totally describes how I feel sometimes.
**notmyformat :)