So I liked this guy...
I finally got up the courage to ask him out.
It was the first time I ever did that...
He said no...i couldn't be strong then.
I broke down.
My mom was with me.
Now you all know her and I have problems.
She bought me three pairs of sweatpants, three crop tops and a crop top hoodie.
This was weird...she never did anything like that.
Afterwards she told me she got me new stuff because it was the FIRST time she has ever seen me cry.
Now think I'm thirteen years old.
I only cry if I'm by myself and I usually don't cry.
But at that moment I couldn't hold back the tears.
They came and there was no stopping them.
She was so amazed I actually had feelings....i actually showed emotion.
If you know me I'm a rock....i stay strong when everything is falling apart.
I'm the one who doesn't break down.
But in that moment I felt like I was okay with being hurt.
With feeling that pain.
With letting someone try to help.
