I’m sorry. Sometimes, I get jealous thinking that someone else could make you happier than I could. I guess it’s my insecurities acting up. Because I know I’m not the prettiest, smartest or most fun and exciting. But, I do know that no matter how hard and long you look, you’ll never find someone who loves you like I do.
― (via beneathyour-perfect)
take me to an art museum and stroke my hair and tell me im the prettiest thing in the room