Being able to laugh at everything
My ugly feet
Aaaaand being able to stay strong.
Honestly, I don’t know. It’s just the reassurance that I don’t get. I mean, I’m not one to talk because I don’t tell anyone how great they are really but it’s like hearing people telling me they like me and telling me that I’m pretty, that fuels me. I need someone to tell me. And Ryan does and that seems like it should be the only thing that matters but I literally thrive off of people liking me and ultimately I just want to be accepted by everyone so I push myself so hard.
Bye bye bye -NSYNC