I'm crying, what's new?. Things have been better, my best friend is moving in soon, I switched from Samsung to iPhone, but none of that means anything when life doesn't seem worth it anymore. I'm getting tired of hiding the pain. I try and try to step up within my family role, I try so fucking hard to be perfect or at least succeed in the ways they want me to. It's never enough. It's always the small comments and gestures that make me break. You can only shrug them off so many times before they start to weigh you down. Then you get angry, then you cry, or both. I think what more can I do? Nothing. When I feel like I'm feeling right now in this moment, I want it all to end, but then I get mad at myself and blame myself and push my feelings aside as though they are always an overreaction as if they are never valid. And I go on. I already stopped crying and am about to head out of my room and no one is going
to know. Unless they read this. Either way it doesn't matter, does it? Until next time.
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After Senior Year.
No FicciónJune 30th, 2014. My life has always been a mess. From bullies constantly pushing me to the ground to my family pulling me in so many directions I begin to fall apart. This isn't just about all the terrible things I've dealt with, but also the amazin...
