I used to get so angry at myself because of the people I fell for, why I always had to fall for the same personality type, why I wanted the specific person. I used to tell myself that I was one of those women who thinks they can fix a person. I used to think that was my motivation. There is all sorts of theories about that, something to do with the mothering and nurturing nature, well I know why I did it, it took a while to figure it out and strangely enough I realised it while looking at a picture of Gerard Way.
It feels so damn good to be the reason those hurt people smile.
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