Wednesday, November 14, 2012

You make me feel.

You make me feel like I have something to prove; like I need to prove my confidence, or how happy I am. I can almost feel your judgmental eyes when we're in the same room, and it makes me really uncomfortable. It didn't used to be like that. Maybe that's just what happens, but if that's the case, than I'm not taking any part of it.

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