As selfish as it may sound, I have a basic want that rarely gets fufilled. I want to feel like I matter. I am what is known as a doormat...people tend to walk all over me and only talk to me when they need something from me. And I always do it, that's the thing. Some would tell me to stop, but I simply can't. I know it sucks, but it makes me feel important, like someone actually wants me around, wants to talk to me, wants to be with me. ME...myself...not just what I can do or what I can give them.
When did I become so disposable?
Blue font for my blue mood....
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