I’m not the sort of person that someone instantly likes or has a genuine attraction for. My experience has shown me that people have to come to terms with liking me over a period of time. Like, they meet me and think I’m a complete fucking asshole. But then they hang out with me and after a few months, they’re leaning against a wall in an empty hallway with a hand against their forehead and mumbling incoherently:
"Goddammit. I… I think I like Daniel. He’s sorta cute… I guess. In a weird way. But he’s also chubby. But that makes him cuddly. But he’s also a jerk. But it’s kinda endearing and sorta adds to his charm. I think. Fuck. Shit."
Something like that.
Frozen is quite possibly the most overrated movie in recent memory. People need to stop riding this movie’s dick. And no, I don’t care if a Filipino was the brains behind Let It Go. The song is stupid. Maybe it’s the fans that keep beating the song to death that should let it go.
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I so badly want to shoulder all this responsibility next year. If anyone can do it, it’s me. Because I know in the deepest pit of my soul that I’m already the best person for this job and I’m only still getting better. But locked away behind the walls of my heart, I can feel my fear coiling and squirming and hissing.
Because in spite of what I tell myself and what so many others tell me, my real fear is that being the best will never be quite good enough.