i always get so excited when i hear that someone brought me up in a room i wasn’t in. i can’t believe people actually remember i exist. like damn i actually mean something to you?
when i like someone, i instantly start going too hard. i am too available, too giving, too loyal, too thoughtful, too reliable. i need to calm down and only be what someone is to me. that’s my problem. i always love how i want to be loved hoping it gets reciprocated