Sometimes we don't see ourselves the way we really are. It's you that's getting the world wrong, not the other way around.

I issued an ultimatum today but I already know how it's going to turn out. I'm packing you up tomorrow. Someone had to do it.

it's okay to cry sometimes.

Just when I thought I was rid of you.

It's hard work being your biggest cheerleader and your toughest critic. I thought I was relieved of my duties, 1 new message and you're back (to your old ways). I don't know what it is about you that's always got me cranked to 11 but it wears me thin. In my weakest moments I wish that I could keep you.

I know it's all wrong.