Sometimes I feel a little jealous inside,imagining someone can please you more than me.I guess its just my insecurities acting up a bit.Because I know I’m not the most beautiful,most fun, or even the most exciting person you’ll ever meet.

Some days… I wish we didnt move in together. We’ve lost ‘it’. Things are so much different now… . I get more and more depressed about it every day. I try to talk about it but I dont think you get it or care. I’m doing my very best to stay in love. But I feel almost like its not going to be enough… b/c it feels like its only coming from me.