I'm a liar. You could ask me over text to see if I'm okay and I'm not.
12:22 am and I'm not okay.
I feel like crying, screaming, and every now and then I can't breathe. Not because I'm crying or cause I have asthma, but because for me it is genuinely hard to breathe. Some of you know that when you get really upset you just feel like it's hard to breathe.
But to be honest, sometimes I forget to breathe and other times I just don't breathe. I don't know why but I just don't.
It's now 1:57 am and you don't know who the real people in your life are till they're the ones that end up saving your life and being there when you feel like you have no words.
-*-*. -*-*. -*-*. -*-*
Well....that was a while ago. It's now Sept 6, 2014 - 11:10 pm.
Hi.
Shit happens guys.
I'm that person that could die inside and still manage to make sure everyone is okay and not care for myself. That's just me.
+
Be careful who you make friends with cause in the long run they either stay forever and help you or they could be the reason you're hurting and it all could start with a simple yet effective, hi.
I mean after all, the people you hang put with pick up your habits, and you pick up little habits of theirs as well.
- &@;6xxx + Ryanxxx
YOU ARE READING
The Insecure Diaries According To
Teen FictionWe are only human right? - We only know so much about certain things - We lie about almost everything - What if everything we ever knew was a lie? - • ▶Shared "Story" Between 2 Girls◀