They say that crying is not a sign of weakness, but a sign that someone has been strong for too long.
It somehow helps the pain but at the same time seems to make it so much worse.
I try not to break down in front of my friends even though we know we all feel the same.
The people who pretend to be okay seem to be the ones suffering the most.
We all want someone to care but at the same time we want to be left alone.
We don’t understand ourselves and won’t let anyone else try to.
The attention isn’t wanted but it feels so good to scream and self destruct.
Life is full of things that hurt. Love. Image. School. Parents. People. It all sucks really and that’s all that we have. What next? How can we be the people we want to be without changing who we really are? You reach a stage where you just think: Well, what’s the point?
Our existence essentially is a series of events to prevent our boredom. Happiness seems so far away that the trouble we go through to reach it doesn’t seem worth it a lot of the time. But I want it to be. There’s still so much left to do.
Miss R.C 15 Years old