I was the fall back. The one who was always there. Wanted when the time was right, pushed away when something better came along. Do you have any idea how that makes me feel? Worthless, silly, stupid, horrible. You make me feel like I’m just not good enough when reality is, it’s you who isn’t at all good enough for me. You’ve made your bed, go lay in it. You’ve got your perfect little life now that I’m gone, now that you’ve decided that I’m just not good enough to be a part of it anymore. It’s fine. Just go. And don’t come back.
— (via poeticheartache) (via insidemyuniverse)
