Sometimes it sucks to be human. You always have to put on this perfect little Barbie face 24/7, and even alone, you can’t let that face down. Especially because nobody knows how you feel. The scariest thing about life is having a perfect day, because you already know the day following is gonna find some way to make it leave your mind. Especially when you do tell people stuff, and they always either blame your age on problems or say,” you don’t know what you’re talking about.” “It’s all gonna pass.” “You’ll be fine tomorrow.” When is it gonna pass? I’m so tired of fighting myself. I’m tired of fighting everything around me. Some days I wish to be... gone. Like nothing ever happened at all. And seeing that people who say they can’t go on without you go on while you’re gone.. or people saying they’ll always be there for you just walk out... feels like a dagger to the heart. I just wish that someday.. I’m able to stop feeling like this. Oh, how fun it is to dream..