For me, feeling good about myself is a never ending task. I mean it's no surprise considering everyone has to deal with their own issues and insecurities, their own personal demons. I realized I was the only one to blame when the guy I liked left without knowing how I really felt. I just never felt good enough and it all comes down to my self-esteem. Never felt pretty enough, funny enough, interesting enough; and, the worst part of it all is that people around me are constantly telling me otherwise and still, I can't manage to grasp it. Now, I'm a ball of regret. Oh well! Life goes on, and if we are meant to be together, we will be.
the Girl With the Messy Hair