Do you ever just sit there and think you’re not good enough for anyone to really actually like you or even love you for more than a few weeks and that you’re not good enough at anything to make an actual career out of it so your whole life you’re just gonna be coasting having friends but no best friends and working at an average level and just being nothing.
“The gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.” —