The way i dress the way i look the music i listen to, i only do it to fit in. the only thing is I'm not really that good looking. the truth is i love and you and you love me, but i don't know what you see in me. can you tell me what you see in me, because i don't see much. everyone tells me I'm good looking and nice and funny, sweet. but how, sometimes i think my life is full of liars
