I’ll never be the girl who turns heads.
People won’t go out of their way to be friends with me or ask how I am or about my life.
I’ll never be most popular, most successful or most loved.
But I try so hard, to be everything I wish I could be.
I don’t aim to be perfect, I’ve accepted that I can’t be.
I just want to be perfect, for you.
And I don’t know yet when I’ll accept that I can’t be that, either.
“It was rather beautiful; the way he put her insecurities to sleep. The way he dove into her eyes and starved all the fears and tasted all the dreams she kept coiled beneath her bones.”—Christopher Poindexter (via godmoves)