If I choose you over sleep, you must be very very special.
I feel like I’m just always the one to be excluded no matter what the situation when I personally could never exclude anyone. It’s like I’m the “designated excludee” in life and you can’t really improve that. You can’t make people think of you. You can’t make people think to include you. You aren’t the life of the party, but the wallflower who no one seems to care whether she is there or not. Included or not. Invisible or not.