I think the facade comes with being the oldest, like you are the leader. Sometimes I feel like I have to protect and help everyone. I think I dedicated the chapter to you because we are similar in that we put a mask up- almost to protect ourselves.
Tears aren't going to solve shit. I want to cry so bad sometimes but nothing comes out. So I get the choked up feeling; trying to swallow that lump in my throat. Sometimes I take it out on other people in anger and hurtful comments (and then ending up feeling even worse) or I bottle it up.
I swear I have a little cupboard at the back of my mind and each day something is put away for later.
One day it will explode and I am afraid what will happen. I don't like hurting people.
I feel like an idiot.
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Dark Thoughts
Teen FictionSome thoughts that tend to come and go. Not necessarily uplifting either. Bits and pieces of the mind- my own mind. A series of short chapters that may or may not connect. Rated MATURE as this story may contain themes that may upset or trigger rea...
