Ugh, this is one of the thing that hurts the most. That I will *never* be the "most precious" or "most loved" to anyone. I don't understand how a mother can look at her child and not be overwhelmed with love.

I think that's why I want to be T's favorite. I really want someone to love me the most. I know it's such an immature feeling, but it's how I feel (and he knows it)

(((((((((((((((Moon)))))))))))))))