I've encountered bad, worse and worst situations in life.
I built my wall that I thought would stop intruders from coming in.
That I thought is strong enough to stop me from...
Feeling Sad...
Feeling Happy...
Feeling Mad...
Feeling Cared...
Feeling Betrayed...
Feeling Loved...
And most importantly...
Feeling hurt...
I wanna be numb from emotions.
Numb from everything.
Literally Everything.
I could've given up already.
Not until He came.
I thought he's the 'good' of all the 'bads' I had.
But f*ck that!
I guess I'm just really meant to be broken every single time.Why?
Idk? Maybe you can read the story. Then you'll know.
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RandomThe story of a girl who survived. Not for bragging. Not for anyone. Not for you. But for Herself.