i absolutely love how i seem so whiny to you 

how i come off as just a complaining little fuck that bags on herself

all the fucking time.

and can’t ever be satisfied.

i mean, sure thats what i feel like sometimes,

but i don’t ever seem to giddy or happy around you.

not because of you, it’s probably just always talking to me at the wrong time

or maybe it is a little because of what i want to seem to you,

not whiny of course,

but like, im not sure,

able to talk to.

-which only seem to be complaints.