You can tell me a thousand times how much different I am from all of the other girls, and I’ll still tell you that you’re full of shit.
I haven’t quite been myself these past few weeks. I’ve been acting out, and doing things that are against my own morals and standards. I’m constantly trying to ignore the fact that I have the basic human desire to feel wanted. And so I’ve found myself being distant, vague, and pushing those away who get too close. I’m haunted by a ghost that cries out my faults, and gently whispers in my ear, “you are easily replaceable”.