Jason: Then in the summers you drive up to the Hampton to meet his parents wondering the whole ride if they're going to think you're pretty enough.
Ellie: Smart.
Jason: Wondering the whole ride if they're going to think you're smart enough.
Ellie: Because no one is and then we have to drink sh**ty chardonnay.

- "That Awkward Moment" (2014)

"Because no one is."

You questioned me. I saw it in your eyes, even when you held my hand so tight, that you wanted more.

I thought to myself, maybe if I lose 20 pounds, maybe if I spend more time on my hair and makeup, maybe if I...

You made me question myself. And for that, I thank you.

You broke me down. You made me think that I was not good enough. Why wouldn't you kiss me in public? You made me think that I did not deserve you.

I fell into your game. I started to make excuses for you. Genuinely I thought you'd come around if I just waited a little bit longer.

It took me a while to realize that it was actually you, who did not deserve me.

I may not look like a Victoria's Secret angel. I may snort when I laugh and look half dead when I wipe my makeup off. This I know. However, I also know what I deserve -- what everyone deserves, and that is to be loved, to be worshiped, for nothing more than being themselves. You were shallow, you were selfish. However, there was nothing wrong with me, and thank you for making me realize that.

I hope that you find all that you are looking for, and when you find the shallow shell of a pretty face that you desire, I hope you look for me in everything she does. Maybe that is a bit spiteful, but everyone harbors a bit of spite in times like this. I do wish you the best, for everyone, even you, deserves to find someone who will kiss them in public, someone who will love the way you snort when you laugh and even tickle you profusely to hear it. Someone who thinks the sun shines out of your rear.

So I am done trying to play your game, because well, I'm never going to be "good enough" for you, am I? And I am more than okay with that.