I feel to weak to fight.
I have nothing to hold on to.
I’m afraid, I’m terrified.
But I have to go on, I have to stand up and fight for myself.
I’ve been screaming in silence for months and nobody seems to notice.
Those who notice pretend they didn’t, or just walk away.
I don’t blame them. This is too much for them. It’s out of their control,
and they don’t know how to help me. I know, it’s too much for me too.
That’s why I can’t fight it on my own.
It could be easier If I had someone to hold me.
But I don’t, and I can’t wait for a miracle to happen,
I need to get help now, this slipped out of my hands.
I’m coming for an appointment this tuesday.
If I don’t get better with it.. I don’t what else can I do for myself.
I wrote this because I need to vent.
I’m sorry if it is a disapointment for anybody.
Every single second since the day we met for the first time.”
If you ever hurt me, I will forgive you. And If you ever let me fall, I’ll be there to catch you when you’re falling, because that’s the way I am. But I would really appreciate you not hurting me, and If there’s one thing I could ask for you, that would be: please, please never let me fall. ♥
I can’t ever manage to be good enough for no one;
I can never achieve what people expects from me.
Why is it so hard to just get things right?
& why is it so easy to slip when I’m doing fine?
I always get back and do the same mistakes…
No wonder why I am always so alone.
Thanks to the people who took a little of their time to put something positive in my ask box. I am a person who lives by words, for words.. every time I receive a cute, positive message, it does amazing things for me. <3 Thanks, really.
Good night, my dear followers. <3
Hace 3 años, soñaba con el día en que volviera Insite a esta ciudad, juraba comprar el mejor boleto & compartir la noche con una persona especial, & lo profetizaba como el día más feliz del año. Hoy viene Insite a esta ciudad, la persona especial ya no está conmigo, no tengo ningún boleto, y tengo un 0% de interés en asistir. Debo admitir que me da un poco de nostalgia; & me sorprende como mi vida ha cambiado tanto y como las cosas son así ahora, cuando en un momento de mi vida volteaba al futuro y juraba no ver otra cosa que felicidad.