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What do you think of me? Honestly..

Do you think I’m nice?
Do you think I’m pretty?
Do you think I’m cool?
…or fun?
…or smart?
The list goes on and on, I could keep asking away..
But would it matter?
I can answer that, no, it wouldn’t.
Because I’m too worthless to be any of those things.
Because I don’t have anyone who knows me well enough to say anything like that.
Not anymore, they’re long gone.
And it doesn’t look like anyone new is coming along.
So if I am nice, pretty, cool, fun or smart, you can try to tell me, I’m not sure if I’ll believe you, because I’m not exactly used to hearing that. And I probably wouldn’t even say it about myself.

And you tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more. Tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake… You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have already told you that. And if he wants to leave, then let him leave. You are terrifying, and strange, and beautiful. Something not everyone knows how to love.
Warsan Shire, For Women Who Are Difficult To Love (via dolly-kitten)

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