I’ve like. I’ve loved. I’ve hurt. I’ve cried. I’ve hated. Now I’m confused and distraught. Sometimes I want to lay in bed all day. Sometimes I want to look pretty and go conquer the world. Sometimes I want to Jump and punch. Sometimes I want to scream at the top of my lungs. I feel defeated and I want to cry but I won’t let myself. I feel stupid and I want to disappear. I don’t want to be around anyone. I don’t want to know anyone. I don’t want to know myself.
"Everybody is special. Everybody. Everybody is a hero, a lover, a fool, a villain. Everybody. Everybody has their story to tell."
"My heart is so tired."