Believe me when I say it, I totally am.

I can become jealous easily, my mood swings are ridiculous, I don’t think before I speak at most times, I sound like a boy going through puberty [which I’m sure is okay with you], I can be close-minded, I speak my mind too often, I’m fucking stubborn, I have to deal with paranoia, I expect too much out of everything. And you still don’t think I’m horrible. Fuck, man. Get out of the clouds, wipe the mud out of your brain. You don’t want to be involved with me. I’m not worth your troubles. Trust me on that.

Please and thank you.