you know, usually i hate pictures like this.
with a stupid, corny little quote to go with it, an immature little quote that hundreds of 14 year old girls will eat up.
But this one stood out to me, well, i guess its because its the most relevant one ive seen.

So, this summer was bad. everyone who knows me, knows that.
i slept around, i drank myself to sleep most nights, even if i was alone. i did anything.

why?
because i thought i was worthless. I thought i was no good for anything, a piece of trash that was only good for other peoples fun. i was done with thinking anyone could truely want me, i had enough. So i let people use me, and i let people do what they want. It made me feel a little better while happening. When i was drunk i was happy. But, after is what sucked.
Id just sit and cry in my bed, wishing i wasnt so fucking empty and convinced that there was nothing i could do about it. nothing. people hated me for what id done to him, and some of my friends constantly dipped out on me for other people.
Boys were always there. there always seemed to be one that would be willing to make me feel cared about, even if for a day. Its what i thought i needed. Even if i knew it was fake, it felt nice. It did.
Someone to hold my hand for a couple hours and kiss my cheek and call me beautiful.

I felt like this for a while.
God, it sounds pathetic.

But then i met him, and someone actually wanted me again. Someone new, someone ecxiting and beautiful and wonderful and amazing. Someone artistic and cute and wonderful and someone who was… is perfect for me.

I was cautious at first, just because i was used to pushing myself away, to having no emotional attatchment to these people. But for once, something told me not to do that, i sincerely didnt want to push him away, even after the first kiss, i just didnt want to.

now we’re on, what? maybe our thousandth kiss? more than that, probably. I.. i dont know.

I know it may not be a forever thing, but right now at this moment, thats what it feels like. And i like it. Im embracing it. I dont want to leave him, and im so lucky..

I dont feel empty anymore.. i dont need to try to fill a void with drugs and meaningless sex, like i so ignorantly thought would work.

I guess all i needed was him. And maybe i was so miserable before, so i could appreciate how much happiness i have right now.
He is that one person that changed it all.