iamvictor-roth replied to your post: Really? I have to say I concur with whoever has told you that you are beautiful.
sorry if I’ve offended you…
No! I’m not offended.
wonderful, I tend to have odd moments where I speak my mind unfiltered sometimes.
Oh, that’s fine. I’m the same way.
I just … don’t ever, no matter what anyone tells me, think of myself that way. In my mind I’m still the awkward eighteen-year-old who can’t let herself get close to people.
18? I never woulda guessed.
I know what you mean though about not being able to get close to people though…
That was … a long time ago. There are just some things I can’t forget. Things that get marked into your soul no matter what you do to erase them.
Yeah, believe me, I know how you feel. These things shape us whether we want them to or not…I’ve tried to make the best of it yknow?
So that’s one of my not-so-secret secrets. You asked.
I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have continued, I see that I’ve brought you down.
Thank you for sharing with me.
No, please — don’t.
Please don’t hurt yourself on my crazy. I know I’m not normal, I’m not … a good person, but it’s not your fault.
Don’t worry about me, it takes a lot from a certain kind of person to make me feel pain. I didn’t hit myself too hard so no worries.
I’m a bad person too, and I’m no good at hiding it really.
But if you ever want to talk I’d be more than happy to listen.
I’ve talked myself in circles. I just hate thinking about it. It’s just — it’s a thing, that’s there, and everybody wants me to /talk/ about it like that’s going to change thirty years of not liking myself.
I know what I am, I know what I look like. I’m not nice, I’m not good, I’m not lovable, I just have to accept it.
Well, personally, I’ve noticed that those that think they aren’t lovable usually are. But who the hell am I right?
Am I being difficult? I think you’re lovable because you want to be better. If you weren’t lovable you’d say fuck it and wouldn’t admit you were a bad person.
I don’t — why — you — why are you even saying this? What difference does it make to you? How I feel …