I'm so sad. I have no reason to be. For what purpose do I have to be insecure? Maybe I just feel like I don't deserve love. Maybe I really don't. Maybe I really am a bad person. Maybe they're too good for me. Of course they are who am I kidding. I'm the lucky one. They could be with anyone. But they chose me to spend part of their existence with. I should feel so lucky. But for some reason I feel like second choice. I feel like the left overs you eat because they're about to go bad but you don't want to cook anything else. I just want to wake up and not feel like this anymore. I just want to feel content.