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I glanced at my phone, unsure of what to reply, my eyes watering.

"I think you deserve better." 

I didn't know how to answer that. 

"At this rate, I don't think anything will come my way," I finally wrote back. 

"Let yourself believe that. Wait. Let someone fight for you." 

"I don't think anyone will. I mean this is not a pity party. It's just what I think."

"Don't... Please.

You're an amazing person."

"You are, too. I just don't like waiting. I am a dreamer, and dreamers do. Sitting and doing nothing does not motivate me at all. I'll fight for what I want." 

"I'm not saying you shouldn't do that.

No sé.

Just.

Ugh. 

You deserve better." 

I left it at that. For the next few minutes, all I did was think. She was right, but I knew I could never change my way of being. Waiting doesn't suit me at all.