(no subject)
Sep. 13th, 2008 01:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mwestbelleYou know it's late and you're emo when you cry listening to The 25th Annual Putnam Country Spelling Bee and this song sounds like the height of romance. I will eat you slowly
I wish I was someone's favorite. I thought I was once, but it turned out I was wrong. And sometimes I tell myself that it's good to make friends with people who you know have other favorites, because then you never have to wonder or hope, but knowing you're barely a back-up choice? Not so great. Romance would be good--romance would be fucking excellent--but that's not what it's really about. I just want to be needed, to have someone who loves me best.
I wish I was someone's favorite. I thought I was once, but it turned out I was wrong. And sometimes I tell myself that it's good to make friends with people who you know have other favorites, because then you never have to wonder or hope, but knowing you're barely a back-up choice? Not so great. Romance would be good--romance would be fucking excellent--but that's not what it's really about. I just want to be needed, to have someone who loves me best.