it hurts. I wonder why it does.
I've been writing for the past hour, writing about two people who are fucking perfect together and everyone's going "oh my god you two are so cute together" and everyone /accepts/ them and everyone fucking understands.
it makes me wonder why can't we be like that, too.
is it so hard just to let me be happy? just to let me love, and be loved?
why can't everyone just have their happy endings?