I realized I'm not that strong girl who could face whatever the hell she might face anymore. I realized I'm not brave enough to face the demons under my bed or those inside my own head. I realized that the girl who kept trying to encourage those who lacked self-love has nothing but fragility trapped in a body.
And yes it's me again; the girl who never stopped smiling and spreading good vibes to almost everyone. it's me trembling and feeling the slightest wounds within my chest trying to avoid everyone to avoid the idea of being told that I'm always depressed.
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RandomIt was all about surviving. Notes: -Not all of the written thoughts relates to my personal life. I may just felt in need to write such a thing, but yeah, they all end up leading to the same way. -One of the thoughts was deleted, it was too harsh to...
