This past month made me remember how much I am worth. I'm not just the girl who sits alone in coffee shops for hours on end, and I'm not just the girl who leans againts a wall at house shows and watches her closest friends do cocaine. Somehow I faded away into an indifferent unopinionated girl who was just kind of there. I became the things that were said about me, and I was okay with it. I spent too many days this month alone. Even in a house packed full of maybe 70 people, I felt like nobody saw me. But maybe this was good for me. It made me remember the days when I could walk into a room and everyone would stop to say hello and meet my gaze. I used to have eyes of steel, now it felt like I didn't even have eyes. I guess being shoved to the back made me want to be at the front again. So this month I decided to give up on other people. If they didn't want to value me then I didn't have to show them how much I was worth. I haven't talked to men who made me feel like shit, and I pulled myself out of the competition to be a badder bitch than the next girl. I didn't need to compete for other people's love and respect, I deserved it. I'm kind of glad this month happen. I feel like I could take over the world right now. Maybe I will.