Sometimes it's easier to act as if you're happy rather than explain yourself. And, sometimes, it's easier to kill yourself slowly rather than become a burden to others with all your problems. I guess that's why I'm dead inside? It's crazy how love comes so slow but fades so fast, you know? You can be the happiest person alive one day and then the next day you're left broken-hearted. It's fucking insane how no one seems to notice (or maybe they do but they sure seem to be doing nothing about it) and they don't do a single thing to help while you're dying in pain, softly holding onto a fragile branch waiting to fall.

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This is my escape. When living in reality becomes too much, I decide to come to the one place I can escape the chaos and drama. That place being Wattpad. I find peace in reading and writing, I feel at ease. I come here to, temporarily, run away from the stress, and there's no doubt in my mind that it doesn't work.

I'm honestly just a young girl who enjoys reading and writing way too much. My piece of advice to all of you is to be confident with yourself. Because, if you're confident with yourself it gets you somewhere in life. You can do things you never would've thought you could do. Be confident in your writing. Be confident in everything about yourself. Because the scariest thing about a women is when you know she's a badass who knows exactly who she is and loves herself for that. 

I wish you all the best in writing and I hope you're able to find your escape from reality here on Wattpad.