Words to the heartless.
You must not know what love feels like. You must not know how to be comfortable in your own skin, to be accepted without trying like you have to, to have real friends that love and care for you. You must not know how to grow up. For that, I pity you. You also put my life in perspective, which makes me so thankful. I’m so fortunate to have a boyfriend who loves me without judgment and will always be there for me no matter what; to have a family that I know I can fall back on and friends that will make me laugh. So thank you, for making me see things that I know that I have which you lack.
