Things aren't what they used to be. And you hate that. But the only thing you can do is keep moving. Keep loving, and laughing. And making all these memories. Not all of them are good, but not all of them are bad. You can't stop living because life gives you hell. But at the same time it's harder to move on. Because the second you do, the same thing happens over, and over and over again. Making it impossible to move on from said thing. Because you try to, and you pretend it doesn't happen. But at the end of the day, it happens again. You can't move on when it keeps repeating. Insanity, always something that life will throw at you. To try and take what sanity you have left. The sanity, in which you fought hard enough to salvage. All life will do is try and destroy it again. That's one of the hardest things to live for. One of the easiest things to take away. But every time someone tries to. Or tries to hurt you. You absorb the pain, and the feelings that come along with it. Pushing it all aside, only to deal with it hours later. When you don't have people around. When you don't have somewhere to be. And you don't have to worry about ruining your makeup and someone asking you what happened. Hiding your emotions is key. But feelings are also key as well. Which makes it harder for you to hide them. They're difficult to hide in general. But some days it's harder than others. Today was one of those days. One of those days where everything broke me so easily. One of those days where everything bothered me much much more than usual. And my feelings were hurt and I cried more than I would on a day where they didn't bother me so much. And I really don't understand why. But at the end of the day. All I can do is let them out when I'm alone. And deal with them properly. In a way that helps me. Without anyone else knowing that I ever felt that way. Even though it's harder to hold them in on days that are like that. Doesn't mean it isn't impossible.
