“there is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” ~ maya angelou
No. Don’t do it. Don’t believe the lying bastard in your head. You are not disgusting, an embarrassment, or a mistake. Fuck that bastard. You are fucking beautiful. You stay fucking beautiful. You take your own time to get to where you want to be and you stay fucking beautiful and you ignore that lying fuck in your head. Don’t do it just because I love you, or because the earth loves you, or because the god loves you. Do it because you love you, damn it. That voice? That voice does not love you. Kick it out. Kick it out and stay strong.
In life, one of the hardest setbacks can be when someone you spend a lot of time with, someone you thought meant a lot to you, that when it comes to the point where you’re like “hey I’m here, I don’t feel so great” and that other person is just not there for you. You always thought that you’re something special to that someone, but then you realize maybe it was just wishful thinking that you’re special to them and you realize you’re not, then it really, really hurts.
Unconditional love is like a country of two with no laws and no government. Which is all fine if everyone is peaceful and law abiding. In the wrong hands, though, you got looting and crime sprees, and let me tell you, the people who demand unconditional love are usually the ones who will rob and pillage and then blame you because you left your door unlocked.