Why do they leave us so happy, so excited, so sick to the stomach, so self loathing. I can be talking to him and something is doing cart-wheels in my stomach as it twists and knots, my cheeks will hurt from grinning… then I think about what I want to do with these said feelings and I’m feel nauseous at the thought of fucking up. And to say I’m a very confident person, I’ve found myself sat in the mirror wondering what I can maybe do to be more pretty, something to make sure he really does like me. That was a stupid move because I am so happy with how I look!
Feelings. What do you do the strangest things?