I'm slowly giving up. I'm slowly pushing everyone away.
I don't know why. I need their help the most. But I keep pushing them away. I don't want them knowing me. I don't want to open up to them. They will leave me. Like all the others did.
I'm so scared of getting close to anyone. I've been hurt too many times. I've had enough of the fakeness in people.
But I need a friend. Just one. Somebody that would never leave me. Somebody that understands the pain I've been through or have gone through the pain I've been in. Somebody that will care for me like I will care for them. And love all the broken pieces of me. Also, somebody that could help me get through this. Fix me. And I'll do my best to fix them.
Somebody like me.
But there isn't any.
Because all of them are the same.
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secrets.
Short Storywe all have secrets, now don't we? obviously we all do. probably these might relate to you as well. [DISCLAIMER: these are all purely fiction. not all of them relates to me in any way.] enjoy! -c
