The worst kind of sadness is not being able to explain why.
My attitude depends on my actions.
When the first time I saw you, my heart whispered that you are one for me.
Worrying works! 90% of the things I worry about never happen.
I walk around like everything is fine, but deep down, inside my shoe, my sock is sliding off.
It’s not an attitude. It’s the way I am.
I don’t want to be your number one. I want to be your only one.
Don’t judge me. I was born to be awesome, not perfect.
I wish I could ignore you as you ignore me.
People think I’m BAD, but the truth is I’m WORST.