~NSFW, ALSO MAY CAUSE TRIGGER.~
I'm not a people person. Everyone comes and goes, don't be afraid to walk all over me too. When I can't seem to focus or I have nothing to do.. the depression slips in. I was and never will be someone, who someone else can look at and love, they will never love me for my heart or good nature; They only see this broken body, this ugly face, and uneven smile. They walk away never knowing that I could love them to a million pieces. I guess I just don't care anymore than they do now.