One day she commented on how cute I was, he replied, in front of everyone "Yeah, the 'cute thing' wears off after I while, though."
At that moment I think I lost a part of myself.
A few weeks later he got upset, because the 'cute' things I used to do towards him, I didn't do anymore.
I was never able to please anyone. too happy, too sad, too talkative, too silent, too young, too mature, too normal.
At the end of the day, the only thing I can be and the only person I can try to please is myself. But what's life without friends to share those moments with?