Seems sweet but maybe a bit predictable…
I wish all my thoughts were intelligent and sophisticated and helped the greater good of mankind - but my thoughts as demented, infuriating, or simple as they were did infact matter. No matter what anyone said my thoughts, along with every other part of me, mattered.
Help Yourself - P.D
"all girls dress the same"
“Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn’t stop for anybody.”
The Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012)
this is so me