Sunday, December 6, 2009

note to self

Why is it that it's always so much easier to remember the good memories. The times they made us feel beautiful, wanted, loved. Why is it so much harder to remember the times they made us feel pathetic, alone, unworthy. Yes, they might be a good person. But anyone who makes us feel pathetic, alone, or unworthy, is not good for you. No one deserves to be made to feel as though they are any of those qualities. Every time when I'm about to run back into the arms of that false comfort, I'll remember this.