Have you ever felt like, you're just not good enough? Looked in the mirror, and said, I'm just not pretty enough? Looked at every other girl and said, I'm just not wanted enough?
I have. It takes you to a cold, dark, lonely place.
I guess i shouldn't complain right? My Friends, or, people who actually give a shit about how i feel, say I'm pretty, then say I'm worthy, they say I'm happy.
But I'm not. I'm tired.
I'm tired of the way i feel inside, the way i feel when i look around the cafeteria and everyone else seems to have a place to fit in.
I'm not ugly. I know that. But I'm not pretty either.
But then there's him. It's like, anytime i think something good might come my way, something bad takes it's place. This "bad" thing just happens to be Mackenzie. Dylans' girlfriend.