fuck life.

after being with you you really made me think that i'm not good enough for anyone and i can't be the same person i used to be. you made me believe all of that and i still do. each time i think i'm over it and going to go back to how i used to be, i freeze up, i get nervous and i just remember how you made me feel and i just think to myself, he's right, i'm not good enough, i'm not pretty enough, i'm not young enough. you really got that to stick in my mind. no matter how many people tell me i'm beautiful, i'm worth it, i still wont believe it. it's just something about your first love that gets to you i guess.