maybe some people smile, even though they know what you are, and what you've done. maybe they love you anyway.
i didn't use to believe this bullshit. i used to think it was all about putting me first and surviving. that's how i made it as far as i did. but then i found a few people that don't care what i've done before. they don't care who i used to be. maybe i scare them a little, sometimes. but they don't pity me, and a couple of them might actually, genuinely love me.
i don't like thinking that it's true. but maybe it is. and maybe there are people that love you, too, for who you are.
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i didn't use to believe this bullshit. i used to think it was all about putting me first and surviving. that's how i made it as far as i did. but then i found a few people that don't care what i've done before. they don't care who i used to be. maybe i scare them a little, sometimes. but they don't pity me, and a couple of them might actually, genuinely love me.
i don't like thinking that it's true. but maybe it is. and maybe there are people that love you, too, for who you are.