I currently find myself crying. Why? I don’t know. I just can’t seem to stop and wish with all my heart that I knew what was wrong.

It’s just that I don’t want to be somebody’s crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don’t want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too.

- Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via insulus)