That-Girl

Lei è la ragazza che all’ingresso della scuola, dove stanno tutti i ragazzi, abbassa la testa e spera di passare invisibile. Ma in realtà vorrebbe essere considerata.

Lei è la ragazza che nega di star male e maschera un sorriso. Ma in realtà sta urlando aiuto e nessuno la sente.

Lei è la ragazza che si odia, odia il suo corpo. Ma in realtà vorrebbe piacersi, almeno minimamente.

Lei è la ragazza che, se viene presa in giro, ride. Ma in realtà dentro muore pian piano.

Lei è la ragazza che vedete. Ma non è così.

—  She really needs to be loved.
Don’t be “that girl.” That girl who goes back continuously and thinks that everytime will be different. I understand you miss him, and its easier to breathe with him around. But isn’t it easier to smile when he’s not breaking up with you, or getting mad at you for nothing? You don’t deserve to be the back up. That person he drops and picks up whenever he feels like. Don’t be that girl. That girl who thinks that each time he comes around he means what he says and won’t leave again,everyone knows he will. And you end up looking like a fool in the end .. again. I get that you’re happier when he is texting you and cuddling with you. But aren’t you happier when you aren’t crying on the floor because he hasn’t said a word to you all day? No one can tell you who to be. But don’t be that girl. You’re smarter than that girl, stronger than that girl, and worth a hell lot more than that girl.
—  A real friend