Wait, I thought I didn't care.
Meh, to some people's journals, I just have nothing worth contributing. Irene doesn't hate me; hey, I'm barely a blip, right? Where's the inflated sense of self-worth coming from?
What do I care? I know a girl who makes me shine. But no, that's not why I feel so good.
Feeling love for yourself really can make you see the love in others.
Then again, I wonder who reads my journal that isn't on my friends list. They emerge from the cracks whenever I throw up a poll; that's for sure. Sound off in the comments if I'm talking about you.