I want people to treat me the way I treat people. Nobody notices when I’m upset or when I’m sad or feeling down. But whenever someone even looks a bit hesitant, I always try and try and try to help and make sure they feel okay. Nobody knows I cry myself to sleep. Or listen to sad songs as I sob. Or that beneath all the sassiness that I use as confidence because “faking it till you make it” really works is really fake. I just wanna be loved. Really. Really badly.